Rock, not an Island

19 Nov

I AM A ROCK
The tantalizing 5.12 that you rigorously push your core to climb
The tough ascent that makes your pores cry
That tough gripping antagonizing dyno maneuvering majestic challenge
The natural cracks and crevices you hang on the tough service of that grey mountain
That incline that ushers you to persevere through the stabbing in the muscles of your upper body
The hard service that claims blood and bruises when collision ensues
Smooth surface made by the lapping of waves
The sand that touches your feet and where you lay
I can be forged out of magma
My history shows that I’m multi faceted, talented, and have a story
You can crumble me, smash me, chip me
Sometimes I’m vulnerable
I AM A ROCK

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