Monday, April 21, 2014
All my life’s a struggle with water and wind.
two against one must be my story—
as I make my way into the earth
under the waves. There’s no country
I can call my own. But I’ve learned
to grow strong by being still. I know
if I fail I’ll be broken, and all
that’s part of me will be torn from me.
Let me find my place
among the stones, and be held.
~ Lawrence Raab
from The Word Exchange
Anglo-Saxon Poems in Translation