Still It Stands
A statue is rigid, bold and durable.
It stands as a reminder of achievement, courage and valor;
it is a spectacle for all to see.
A storm shall pass and it will still stand, impermeable, and unshakable.
The waters may rise, and it will stand heavy and unbending.
The snow may fall and it still stands unbreakable and everlasting.
And so I thought, I too shall stand and endure the storms, floods and sleet. I will stand in order to prevent others from feeling the full wrath of the wind. I will stand immovable and unbreakable. I shall be a beacon for the lost and a symbol of courage and valor.
Until I realized, I am not a statue.
And the most courageous are not indestructible or unwavering.
They are those who embrace all that is with open arms because they recognize that everything that is, is evanescent and fluid.
It is the most courageous that pursue understanding and enlightenment, while fools stand in the storm like upset children: immovable and rigid.