A Walk Poem by Mike Barrett
A Walk
I
Walked
Along
The ocean shore
Upon
Convoluted sands,
Amid
Weakened rocks.
Atop
A huge
And weathered stone
I quietly observed
As new spawned waves
Were born
And then
Matured and died.
Silently
I stood
As they
Amassed, rose,
Curved and broke
In thunderous tortured roar!
Below,
I watched
As helpless grains of sand
Rushed aimless
To and fro -
Perceived
The parallels
To life itself -
Then grew afraid!
© M. Barrett – all rights reserved
On one side the billows battering on the rocks and getting pulverized into droplets and misty vapour.... a symbol of strength! On the other side the grains of sand driven of their base by the tides.... a sign of helplessness! Between these opposites, life is a balancing game, I feel! Really enjoyed this beautiful poem!
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4/16/2024 6:22:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Valsa, Thanks for your input - it's for sure you captured the exactness of the truth intended to be conveyed through these words. You'll note I revisited this same poem many years later and made a single change, solely in the ending. The difference can be explained as the insight gained through a lifetime.....in essence everything is always unfolding exactly as it should and there is comfort gained when one integrates this insight into one's beingness. Cheers!