Friday 22 June 2012

Attrition

Attrition

River, rain, sun, pain,
come to me, to me again.
wear away my fear, my shame,
come wind, storm, come heat,
come flame.

I am worn down like ancient stone
swept away, filed down
this life, come to me, wear me down
wear me out, it wears me out.

I will not turn from it again
this war of life, attrition
etched in every line
i am stone.
my life, i embrace,
erode, grind, sand me down
and when i am raw
i live then.