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I am but a drop of water in the heaving wave, / that breaks upon the shore.

I had a dream the other day that sang a song in descending scale: First I was a mountain, grand and lofty, my peak carving up the jet stream; Then I was a bay, cutting up the alluvial plain to kiss the base of the mountain; Then I was a wave, one of many in that bay, throwing myself upon the sands; And then I was a droplet, thrown aloft by the wave and hanging in the air for just a moment before dashing myself upon the ocean's surface. The message was clear, of course: God was telling me to humble myself, to remember my place in the grand scheme of things. Same old, what’s new? But I'm a sinner, soiled black and brash with great ambition, and I have Things to accomplish in this one and wondrous life. I am but a drop of water in the heaving wave, a droplet in immensity, one of billions in the driving surf that breaks upon the shore. But, if I'm lucky, then for a moment the light will hit me, at just the perfect angle, and then, for a moment, I'll shine. Published by "Academy of the Heart and Mind", January 2024 Posted here November 2, 2024

Author's Note

Published by "Academy of the Heart and Mind", January 2024
https://academyoftheheartandmind.com/2024/01/24/vampires-and-other-poems/
Posted here November 2, 2024