Solid
Stolid
Resolute
All such admirable
Qualities of stone
Though I prefer
Soft
Supple
Flowing
Fluid
All such admirable
Qualities of stone
Though I prefer
Soft
Supple
Flowing
Fluid
I the child
Dig down into the beach
Find the water
Swirl sand into slurry
Lift it out
Dripping from fingertips
Such sweet gift I proffered
To other souls
None taking
In silence
I listen
In darkness
I find light
In mystery
I find insight
In questions
I find…
Let diligence
And patience
Bring on
The insightful
Flood
Let my spirit
Rise
From the flat
Featureless plain
That was me
Then cross them
To see what’s there
Or bring it here
And burn them
To keep what’s there
Away from here
I discover
What I could never
Imagine
l saw you like that
From time to time
Brow drawn down
Eyes narrow
Squinting
Arms crossed tightly
Interlocked
A ward
A shield
A wall
A fortress