Being A Rock
A rock is sturdy and strong
At times it crumbles with force
People can lean against a rock to get rest
Plants and sometimes flowers, try to grow on it
“Where is my rock to lean on?” thinks the rock
“I want to be as pretty as that little flower” says the rock
A rock thinks itself dull and ugly
After all, it is just a blob
It only takes a sculptor to see
The hidden beauty that a rock holds
The rock is part of Nature’s gift
Small ones can be used to build houses
Large ones where we marvel at their magnificence
It is only then that the rock sees itself
As part of this beautiful world
And then the rock smiles and says…
It is not so bad being a rock!
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