Rocky Shore


Photograph: “Rocky Shore” by Sonja Bingan

The new man lives in a world that is always being created and renewed. He lives in this realm of renewal and creation. He lives in life.
Thomas Merton

ancient lake
spirit of

waves recede
and the bones of fish

to summer

day follows day;
sharp edges

to anger,
to blue

until arise
souls, smooth
and wise.


One thought on “Rocky Shore

  1. Oh, I love the last stanza. The big lakes seem to contain souls: The wonderful stones on the beach, the endless stories about them, especially the ones you hear if you live nearby, the great forest lining their banks, and the endless lapping of small and big waves singing their day and night songs as the sun blazes or the moon is a silver galleon sailing amidst great storm clouds. A great poem. I love it.

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