The emu stalks warily, a large feathered bird.
I expect it will escape, take flight,
its shadow stretching arrowlike across the land.
Instead, the emu runs as fast as the wind
On strong, lean legs.
Expectations and assumptions.
I look past my useless feathers to find my
unexpected strength.
017 Expectations
17 01 2012Comments : 4 Comments »
Tags: growth, personal, strength
Categories : Small Stones
The Strong One
3 01 2012She is a tower of strength, a city of refuge where people in need find help, rest, protection.
But where does she go for shelter?
Who takes care of the city?
She scans the horizon for a place to rest and stands silent
as it dawns on her that she’s alone.
Comments : 2 Comments »
Tags: albany, ocean, strength
Categories : Grief and Loss, Life






