there is power in the water
a poem
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1 min readJun 13, 2020
feet on the cutting plateau
of a glacial lakeside rock
my eyes on the water
rolling in
and out again
each crest and fall whispering
“hush”
“hush”
in the sunlight there are diamonds on the waves
green and blue the water goes on
and on
further than I can fathom
and fathoms deep
there is power in the water
the force of the waves cuts into the sand
drags stones and branches into the surge
gulls try to float out on a wave
and are tossed back to shore
they shake themselves out
and try again
they are powerless
as we are
to stop the water
