Often I must war with the waves, fight with the wind -
strive with both at the same time - when I depart to seek
the earth beneath the waters; to me my home is an alien place.
I am strong in the struggle if I hold still -
if I slip, even slightly, they are stronger than I
and, wrenching me loose, soon force me to flee;
will carry away the thing I must keep safe.
I can avoid this so long as my tail endures,
and the stones against my strength have power
to keep firm. Guess what I'm called.
2006-06-07
11:18:41
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