A view of the ocean
reminds me of relationships
I watch the rocks either
being kissed by the waters
ever so gently
again and again
Or the rocks being pounded
into a form of submission
by an insistent ocean
ever so violently
again and again
The rocks never move
The ocean never gives up
And yet...the rocks erode ...over time
There's a lesson in there somewhere
I'll ponder it later...maybe in a poem
I carry on with my walk under
the hot summer sun
leaving rock and ocean
relationships behind me.
©Vivian Zems