Saturday, March 19, 2022

THE JOURNEY

Revisiting and adding a stanza to something from tje archives, for Friday Writings.  Submitted to Poets and Storytellers United on March 19, 2022.

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THE JOURNEY


Once I was like the rock that fell

from the mountain face into

the stream… all sharp edges,

seemingly unchangeable. 


Life happened.  Like the rock in the river,

I was tumbled , bruised and battered

on my journey, edges smoothened

and honed on my passage.


Moments of  joy, moments not, … change

softening and polishing my sharp edges, 

my solid core remaining, but enforced

now with lessons learned.


Approaching the last chapter

of my long journey, a bit weary

and contemplating 

what comes next.

 

7 comments:

  1. Bev, this gives me chills .. and tears.

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  2. I've hated the tumbling, bruising and battering at times, but all have been (I must admit) for my benefit.

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  3. Hmmm, I think that might be true for many of us!

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  4. Excruciating process though..that softening of the rough edges by life!

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  5. You are a rock! That says a lot.

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  6. "Life happens" and sometimes a lot of life happens along the way. Just have to enjoy the ride, I guess.

    Thanks, Beverly

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  7. Your core is a mixture of diamond and tungsten--beautiful, strong, bright. And all your layers, after all the tumbling and bouncing, has shaped you into a soul to admire. Whatever comes next will add wonder to what's already there...

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