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