The excruciating pain of the crush
never once defeated the spirit
any more than any such pain caused
a boulder to become a pile of gravels.
Only the continual, steadfast assault
of the aggressor,
to wreak destruction on
that which the solid rock once was,
assailing its strength –
within the vulnerable crevices of its being –
Eventually wearing it down,
convincing this broken stone that it will
no longer possess any greater value than
its pulverized parts
now keeping it from being WHOLE.
If only it could
the use of its parts
as a Stronger Foundation
to the wholeness of
Something once more
© 2012 Jody Love
(The Spirit of South Sudan)
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