Like water over rocks
The change will happen
Will take hold
There is no
Victory march
No grand celebration
To behold
And while
The path’s forgotten
Yet the story can be told
And be remembered
If not precisely
Still with warmth
As we grow old
Like water over rocks
A change of view
A newer scene
A complete re-write
Of history
Of where we might have been
And yet we are
Evolving
To something in between
Where once
The darkness lingered
Now the world
Is lush and green
Like water over rocks
Injustice falters
And is lost
Not through speeches
Or great drama
But through incremental cost
And does it matter
If to win this
We must deal now with our host?
Like water over rocks
We’ll gain this
Find the world we need the most.
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
You are sickeningly talented and prolific – amazing words π
Thank you so much! π π
“like water over rocks …” a thought provoking line, the repetition works and it’s a lovely use of imagery.
Thank you so much!! : π
Like beeseeker, love the line of “water over rocks” π
Thank you!! π π
I am joining in, the repetitive “like water over rocks” was somehow so hauntingly beautiful. I found hope in this. “Now the world is green and lush,” Again, filled with a hope I needed to read about. Big hugs!! Loved it!!
Thank you so much – I was feeling a bit more hopeful myself yesterday than I have over the past couple of weeks, so the poem just emerged in one quick write…glad it worked and resonated!! π π
I loved your repeating like of “water over rocks”, and I especially loved this part because it is so wise and true:”A complete re-write
Of history
Of where we might have been
And yet we are
Evolving
To something in between”
Thank you – yes, this was inspired by something at work but as I wrote it I realised it’s also true of life more generally and the struggles for the good that people fight every day, so the poem morphed into something bigger. π
Like that thought!
Thanks!! π π
Beautiful, really beautiful!
Thank you!! π π
I’m going to echo everyone – love the water over rocks line. I also found this part to be very interesting:
Like water over rocks
Injustice falters
And is lost
Not through speeches
Or great drama
But through incremental cost
Thank you so much!! π π I was inspired by some small but significant victories at work over the past week which have been very slow in coming but which are very much for the good of the organisation, so I was saying to a colleague, ‘this place is like water over rocks’…and that stuck with me and I wrote the poem when I got home. π