Among the Stones

I AM DOWN AMONG THE STONES

AMONG THE ROCKS THAT LITTER THE SHORE

AMONG THE POOLS THE OCEAN HAS LEFT

LITTLE TREASURE TROVES OF SEA LIFE

I AM DOWN AMONG THE STONES

IT IS PEACEFUL HERE

THE OCEAN IS A SIBILANT IN THE DISTANCE

I AM BETWEEN THE TIDES

I AM BETWEEN INFUSIONS

THE POURING IN OF MEDICINES

TO MAKE ME WELL

ODD WORD FOR ME

IT HAS ALWAYS MEANT

THE POURING IN OF THE SPIRIT

HIS INDWELLING IN ME

HIS WORKING LIKE THE MEDICINES

DRIVING OUT THE BAD

THE MEDICINE

IS GIVEN TO ME

WHEN I AM AT MY BEST

BETWEEN THESE TIMES

THERE COMES THE POINT

WHEN I AM AT MY WORST

PHYSICALLY

EMOTIONALLY

THEY CALL IT THE NADIR

I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN TROUBLED

AND UNSURE

ABOUT HOW TO HANDLE

PAIN AND SORROW

SHOULD I BE ANGRY AT MY FATE

SHOULD I ACCEPT IT

AND MAKE IT WORK

OR WILL I BE OVERWHELMED BY IT

IN TRUTH I OFTEN HAVE DONE ALL THREE

SOMETIMES SIMULTANEOUSLY

THE BEST SEEMS TO BE

TAKE IT AND MAKE IT WORK

TO TRY TO BE AT PEACE

SO I AM DOWN

AMONG THE STONES

AMONG THE ROCKS

QUIET AND PEACEFUL IN THIS PLACE

BETWEEN THE TIDES

BETWEEN INFUSIONS

I AM OPEN

TO THE WHISPERINGS OF THE SPIRIT

WHICH STRANGELY SOUND

LIKE THE SIBILANT SOUNDS OF THE SEA

frank a vollmer