The Mountain & The Sea:

Wary is the old mountain as is calls out to the sea.

Deep are its transgressions; deficient of responsibility.

Thunder and rain cascade down the old mountains side.

The sea roars and crashes, never to peace do they abide.

Inch by inch the sea steals against the hard granite base.

Ages have come and gone, and the sea continues to chip away.

The mountain cries out for the might sea to subside.

The sea ignores this desperate and feeble plea.

It crashes even more, washing now away the remnants of me.

J. Allen Wilson © 4/2008