I took this photo a few weeks back and the image keeps popping back into my head.
It’s amazing for a number of reasons. First of all it looks as if the rock has been virtually split in two by a single blow. But not in the more usual way. If a rock is split in two the cut is usually narrow, as if done by a knife, but look how wide this cut is! It’s almost as if its been done by some giant axe. Secondly, I’m pretty sure this wound in the rock has been inflicted by water, and isn’t that in itself, incredible?
That water has the power to cleave a rock.
Well, we know it does. But look again. Where is the water? It is rushing, powerfully, past, right NEXT TO the rock!
So, what happened here? Did the water split this rock apart then veer aside to thunder down to the side of it? And how long did this take to happen? A moment? A year? An aeon?
Before I go, one more thing keeps me coming back to this image. It’s a kind of symmetry. There’s an echo, a shadow, a fractal, or something here. The flowing water and the wounded rock……
Life’s like this. In so many ways.

You’re right. The path of life is just like the path of water. It just keeps on flowing, regardless. Yes, you can put an obstacle in the way, and that’ll slow you down. For a while. But life keeps on flowing, and it makes its way round the obstacle. And, like the river running past the rock, it picks up pace again. And before you know it, you’re thinking “What was all the fuss about?”. You’re back at full pace, with the water, enjoying being on the journey and what you’ve accomplished along the way.
It is amazing!
“The Wounded Rock”
by Brian McAlorum
His epic wound runs long and deep
Not even the humble rock eludes the river of change
Moulded by his passage through time
The echo of a story lies dormant
Resilient to the rushing waters of circumstance
How beautiful you are in your openness
Your vulnerability revealing your granite soul
To a world that’s transformed your silhouette
Your wound, a souvenir of lovely brokenness
Your granite soul, a radiance of wholeness