Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Two Rocks

Faced with two rocks
And a hard place
I stared down the beaten path
And challenged its
Soft dust to rise
The tan earth's breath to speak.
Will this
Be your defining moment?
Daring, immovable she
Asked me.
From kneeling, I stood.
Absolutely not.
I will never
Let destruction create
Who I am.