Poetics Tuesday and Kim has challenged us to write a metaphor for being human that begins with the wrds "This being human is ..." Submitted to dVerse, March 16, 2021
This being human is like the rock
that breaks from the face of a
mountaintop, landing in the stream below.
Well-defined, shiny and sharp-edged,
uniquely formed like no other, it begins its
journey to the valley below, gathering
green moss from the sparkling waters,
unaware of the rapids that lie ahead.
The waters grow deep, sometimes murky
but ever pushing it on its downward
journey. Tumbling, bruised and battered,
its sharp edges grow smoothened and polished.
It arrives in the valley, at last honed and pristine,
aged from its journey, and. if it’s a lucky rock,
enjoys a quiet time to bask in sunshine and revel
that it survived the trip.