Melting Granite Poem by T. Alfred Norman

Reflections on the mirror
Like shimmering ripples and dimples
On its face, a diamond studded
blanket of snow softening the jagged rocks
beneath, below
Crests and waves, crashes and paves
The white sea of long lasting, distant dreams
Gravity and hearts of granite holding our marriage back.

Two listing agents, we are to write our forewards and sagas
Guided by these hurricane winds, we begin our dramas
On a stage of lessons and plays, shaping our lives
And days, spurred by our momma's and dads
Down proper paths, Washing ourselves from the audience
Of another hollow tomorrow.

Past, pass me by! Why do you venture my way?
Causing sorrow. Weaving my unknown fears into idle years
Leaving me hear to cry and fill up the well
Of what might have been, with the floods in my eye for
What should have.

A pain too hard to swallow.

Follow destiny's footprints from the monsoon of mundane
Must I tame the past and cast my view to the future
If I am to melt this granite that weighs me down
And reveal the diamond that waits to be found.