May 20, 2020

May 20, 2020

Image:Nina Bisognani

The Rocky Beach
Sudie Blanchard

When first birthed
From its mother rock
Each stone was sharp, jagged, unbending.

Now, eons of storms and pounding surf
Have rounded the edges,
Smoothed the surfaces.

Each stone different.
Some black, others white—
Speckled ones abound.

Many flat, more round—
Mica glitters from granite globes.
None shaped like its neighbor.

All together make the rocky beach—
A rough-hewn edge to the sea
Sparkled by the sun.

May one stone chosen from many
Be a reminder that we are each like this—
Born of the same Source.

Each is unique,
Each is being worn smooth
By the storms of life.

Together, with our various shapes,
Sizes, colors—and our various gifts—
We return beauty to God’s world.