While the sun shines
It is easy enough to hold up the load
Roots digging deep into the stone as leaves soak in
The light and warmth provided them
Yet when a cloud passes by
Or night falls
Then the stone shift and fall
Slumping into frowning crags that look
Heavy lidded
Upon the world that the sunshine hides
Until the day demands the rocks be hauled up again
Showing unending labor’s wages to the world

Sometimes, it feels like this, yes.
Image is Titian’s Sisyphus, which I believe is public domain and is certainly used for commentary.

Please note that I’ll not be posting on Friday, 25 December 2020. I’ll be with family and away from my computers.

One last request for a holiday bequest…


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s