Stoic Silence Serves
Stoic Silence Serves
The silent stoic stands
mumbling ice crusted mantra
“my light must never fail”.
Riddled by the sting of stony hail
blanched white by salty spray
peering into the maelstrom’s eye
un-blinking in the excoriating gale
knowing its duty is to serve
those in need – at their worst.
A silent storm’s “eye” mocks
the stoics steadfast stance
unable to comprehend such light
retreats again to fleeting fury
howls at the penetrating beam
exposing the peace within its core.
©7/18/2017
submitted to – Lighthouse – Poetry Contest
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2017
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