Tempest's Span Poem by Sean Green

Big waves on little rocks
one or the other describes my lot
blessed to bury pain's delight
or hold against the pressing flood

each has a time beyond the shade
cast by shelter on longer shared
as the storm is clearly sought
to experience what's beyond

lost from sight in the gale
connection becomes the substitute
denominator in tempest's span
asking more than most expect

diamond hardness now regaled
against the give of soft downpours
both the large and the small
now push the sufferings out of bounds.

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