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Sip on Patience
Don Hynes
Oct. 1, 2013
With rough hewn faces
carved by time and ancient forces
the stones are solace,
their shapes comforting
as they stoop down to the water
and dip into the eternal presence,
the stories they hold of ages past,
speaking of what’s been lost
and how to keep alive the future.
They mirror my soul with so many questions,
desire for what seems impossible
in the face of poverty, pride and awful ignorance
yet also reckon my thoughts against the ocean
and the timeless weathering of images in basalt.
I bow with them on this cold morning,
the clouds beginning their winter path
bringing rain and strong wind,
taking heed of what rests aeons older
and sip on patience from the sea.
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