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Rock, My Fortress
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Holiday/Places On top of this big broad rock;
I found a seat to sit upon,
Looking over the deep ocean,
With unceasing waves dancing;
Relentlessly beat the shore.
The waves roar in symphonic sound
At every note of the wind’s song;
They spray in motion over the rocks,
Pacing fast, medium and slow,
Each tempo harmoniously flows.
This rock is my throne and my shelter,
Away from the world where I falter;
My fortress from a day-to-day distress,
Here I found solace and peace:
My weary spirit finds a resting place.
On this big rock I ponder,
What lies ahead and yonder?
Meditating and contemplating
Of life in travails permeating;
I let them go through the wind.
@greenmeadow, 3rd October 2007
FOT, The Entrance, NSW Australia
