The Rock
There it stood, face to the waves
Jutting beyond the caverns and caves
Daring to face the unconquerable might
Stubborn defiance to a terrible night
While all the world would tremble and squirm
It would not bend, it would stand firm
Arrogant, strong and fiercely proud
Refusing submission to stormy shroud
Lash at its face and crash at its feet
Pour your fury in blinding sheets
Roll in the the clouds and and shower the hail
Blow in a wind of strongest gale
In a battle of force you cannot win
You’ll never pierce its stony skin
It finds its strength amidst the spray
Renews its purpose in the fray
But as hell’s abyss began to yawn
And night gave way to gleaming dawn
The storm withdrew its mad assault
Reluctantly grinding to a halt
The sun emerged from the water’s edge
Bringing with it golden pledge
Warming the rock with gleaming rays
Melting away the icy sprays
And as the light began to shine
The stone mused “My heart is mine
It cannot be shattered, pierced, or broken
Never again another’s token”
Perched above the ocean’s chest
It arched beyond its rocky crest
The storm had made him stronger still
Aroused in him an iron will
All he could hear was the gentle waves
Finding their path amongst the caves
Coyly washing o’er the rocks
Combing through the granite locks
Never daring to stay too long
Offering only a peaceful song
A timid caress of the rocky face
A hesitant, shyly persistent embrace
The Rock could taste the salty breeze
And bask in the moment’s calm reprieve
Hearing the chant of distant gulls
Succumbing to the dreamy lull
The waves continued their gentle persuasion
Moving in rythymic undulation
Venturing forward and then a retreat
Waiting a moment before a repeat
This went on a fortnight more
Gliding oe’r the rocky shore
Eroding away his stony base
Quietly giving mellow chase
And though the rock tried to resist
He could not fight alluring bliss
His iron will began to crack
Resolve began to lose its track
And then one day he had no choice
His heart had heard the ocean’s voice
He left behind his lofty place
And sank into the sea’s embrace
The fiercest torrent that struck his mesh
Could not pierce his callous flesh
The tender waves and patient clock
Were the force that finally broke the rock
About the Creator
Pete D
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