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The Grand Canyon Speaks its Own In the long run, the dripping water hollows stone. I laughed when I heard such boasts. Stone standing before you were considered, Beaten before you were born. It’s all too true – persistence pays off. The strongest does not always have the toughest appearance. What had I to fear from something so common, So calm and so shallow as the stream? Transparency hid something more in its depths. You marvel at my grandeur Yet I am but a shell of my former self. I might have upheld castles Instead I am torn from within. I am a sculpture, a monument To persistence and deceptive looks. My beauty shows me to be weak, The insignificant, not so. Do not be fooled- You too may fall prey to the stream. Drop by harmless drop hollowed out, Changed by time and habituation, A reminder of your former self, my arrogance, An empty vessel to be filled By your destroyer, your maker, your completion.
~Copyright Robin J. Kniskern 1999~ Back to Two Thirty-Four AM
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