Rounded Are The Rocks - Bloodgood

No matter what you say

You see it every day

It’s all in front of you

It’s inside you too

It’s really everywhere

If you would only care

To look inside the truth

There’s so much living proof

Rounded are the rocks upon the beach

That take the pounding of the waves

It never ceases, never stops

The crashing sounds of thunderous water as it hits

Against the shore

Only to pound once more

Silently and safely quiet

Far from shoreline battle fronts

All is well and no one thinks

Of danger ever lurking here

Peaceful inlet well protected

The rocks are sharp and unaffected

There’s no pounding waves to round them

Only bleeding feet have found them

Pounding is the heart that beats alone

Inside the soul surrounded

By a man’s emotion and his thoughts

While flesh and blood keep breathing

Life out of the air provided

By the highest power sighted

Sitting at the right of glory

Have you ever heard the story

Rounded are the rocks

Pounding id the heart

One of man, one of God