Allen Qing Yuan-l

Yellow River, Yellow Rocks

 

 

We have rocks

 

There are life-changing ones

Like the centre of the galaxy,

An immense figure above others,

It oversees the smaller ones

Being swept away by

Their own inadequacies

The big ones resonate ripples into the river

An act of defiance against the mainstream

A change felt in the waters

 

Then there are the small pebbles

common and collected in the pits of the river

drowned in silent buzz, they just hold up the big rocks now

they are all Atlas holding up a big ambition

 

But sometimes the big ones fair no better

As they become stepping stones

A foothold for an almighty foot.