One day I shall brave a winter storm
While lingering on the embattled Oregon coast,
Soaking in the raw unbridled power of the
Massive waves rending the fragile coastline,
While the tumult of stubby clouds
Surges inland driven by the relentless wind.
Awesome power bespeaks of forces
Much greater than this puny self:
Easing humility as a state of grace.
Will lesser tempests be unremembered?
Or is the pursuit of the perfect storm
Merely an affirmation of love, striving, life itself?
Blood quickens in the veins amongst the ruinous effect,
As a fire burns in my hearth of hearths
To Sea, to feel, to be.
----------------------------------------J. Ross Wilde
April 21, 2008
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