Friday, September 28, 2007
A distant sun
with no one to see it rise.
The ocean has the power
to crush a ship,
throw a survivor on shore,
or burry him deep.
Do clouds have power?
Insubstantial wisps of white fluff
carried on a sigh,
but when they turn gray and dark
and crowd the sky fighting with flashes for space;
then we see their power.
Where do you keep your power?
It seems small and frail
tucked away deep
in a quiet space.
It’s been slapped down
too many times to come out aggressively
and claim what it wants,
so it is timid and unsure.
Waiting for certainty,
the slightest bit of encouragement
to stretch out just a little bit more.
But a scattering wind can blow out a storm
before it has a chance to gain its potential.
And so your power builds just a little,
testing the breeze,
wondering if this will be the moment.