Over a year ago now I wrote this short poem to read at my brother’s wedding.
I came up with it as I traveled through France on my way to the event, and I suppose I was trying to capture the unquantifiable value and positivity that can be found in truly sustainable relationships, even when these relationships and the individuals concerned are faced with chaotic and seemingly overwhelming circumstances.
Anyway, I thought I’d share it with you all and I hope you enjoy it!
I rely upon wavering things
And lay no claims upon them.
My stature is but shifting steps,
That look not out, but all around,
And do not stand erect.
A vessel on the waters,
Not a beacon for the lost,
I cast about and cast aside,
Roll, pitch and toss,
But settled as a bobbing gull
That on the rolling marble stops,
I do not fear.
For we rely on wavering things,
We share this rise and drop.
We rely upon wavering things,
And storms can change that not.