Hurricane of Life  by Harley   The ocean's fury is unleashed
upon the shoreline as wave upon wave continues, unrelenting in
its assault.  The air hangs heavy with mist and salt. The wind
lashes across the beach whipping everything in its way -
abrasive, corrosive to all it touches.  Pier pilings stand firm,
but sway with the sea's onslaught - creaking and groaning, but
not relinquishing their hold.  And I sit in awe of it all. The
power, the fury, the absolute force of nature. This symbolism of
my life.  For am I not like the pilings? Do I not sway under
life's fury? Do I not continue to stand nonetheless? Salty tears
are lost among the ocean mists.  © (jce) 8/31/00 Title by TC
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