Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Eroding Into Beauty



author’s note:

Not written to anyone in particular...

Written to those who we too often fail to recognize--until we look up.


ERODING INTO BEAUTY

Old wise stones
are not worn down
but instead, polished.

The one who was once
the prosaic innocence
of a green hill
has, over the years, bared herself
to reveal a profile of sacred rock:

a sun-drenched summit
still slowly eroding
down into the river.

But rivulets of attrition
become beauty marks
when the subtraction
is not rejected as negative
but accepted as necessary.

Now, just your presence is a gift:

whenever we look up
and see you as you truly are
again we realize the gain
is worth the cost.


© 2012, Michael R. Patton
new steps

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2 Comments:

Blogger Goldenrod said...

This is a poem of triumph, Michael! In particular, I like your phrase "Wise old stones are not worn down, but instead, polished". We're fast becoming 'polished', aren't we, fellow old hat? :)

1:44 PM  
Blogger Michael said...

In my case, it's not so fast. Maybe that's because I'm using Turtle Wax.

9:46 PM  

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