Rolling my thoughts along on a wave of reason
Items pass to the crest, boil and become subdued again
Pulled down by the force of another,
Fighting it's way to the top
Some thoughts are discarded and cast aside,
Slowly building up the seabed, others are nurtured and tendered
To sustain the momentum of forward motion
My mind is a rolling wave,
Approaching from different angles and with
Different intensities as my mood dictates
In the night it crashes on a lonely shore
And breaks the beach into patterns of destruction
By morning all may become calm again,
Yet ever rolling on it goes, changing with time
I am now at a lull, a moment of pause
Before again I roll towards a distant beach
My task to perform
Challenging the inertia of intransigence
1987
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