His life changed, over time
like water shaping stone,
carving the rock with
the force of a torrent,
the crash of the waves,
the etching of the ice moving;
but shaping stone too,
with the droplets of waters
the summer rains,
the trickles down the mountainside
cutting into the stone,
in little cleft points,
places where faith can
gather a foothold
seeds can find a purchase,
scales can be flaked away
and change came, for him
April 7, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
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