Morgan Michaels


Of The Will


Now I will tell you how the will of man
is like a wave striking a stone-
a thing in-between
wave and stone
neither and both
driven by wave, stymied by stone-
the wave that came crawling from the other side of the world
did not select the stone- it was simply there;
the stone, innocent by-stander
did not choose the wave or offer it harsh haven-
this will something in between
the fluid wave, summoned by gravity
the solid rock, anchored by the same.

Now I will tell you how the will of man,
neither stone nor wave,
but something in-between,
is a thing of spume and wind
air and moving air
the wish of a wave
the retort of a rock
a high-wire dance
between urge and fulfillment-
a glance aft to the wave,
a glance forth to the rock
an estimation, an expectation, an inter-action
a rainbow of knitted-up raindrops
arching a span between here and where

Listen, I'll tell you how the will of man
neither rock nor wave
is something in-between, inevitably
both and neither.

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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