like water against the stone
who’ll hold me up
when I can’t sustain u any longer?
i’m a constant rock
who’s been buffeted for so long
by the forces that sap my strength
and wear away that tough veneer
like water against a stone
this stone
is not so far
from becoming sand
sand the wind picks up and blows
to another land
who’ll be strong for the rock?
who will uphold the stone
when the stone is no longer the dependable one?
and yet…
someway
somehow
the heart of the rock remains
it remains to be strong another day
just not today
written by Bryan T. Bowen
Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 11:10 PM UTC
like water against the stone
who’ll hold me up
when I can’t sustain u any longer?
i’m a constant rock
who’s been buffeted for so long
by the forces that sap my strength
and wear away that tough veneer
like water against a stone
this stone
is not so far
from becoming sand
sand the wind picks up and blows
to another land
who’ll be strong for the rock?
who will uphold the stone
when the stone is no longer the dependable one?
and yet…
someway
somehow
the heart of the rock remains
it remains to be strong another day
just not today
written by Bryan T. Bowen
Bryan was a writer and poet, husband, father, son and friend to many. He is missed but his poetry lives on.
