13 October 2026

You are my rock


 

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When does a pebble or a stone become a rock?
When does a rock become a boulder or a mountain?
When did you become a rock in my life? 
Was it a build-up of little things or
a break down of massive things?
If I ever knew, I don’t remember now.
 
There is just the fact of you.
A rock like a tree—solid, reliable,
breathing strength as you have my back.
When I am with you, your hand often guides me,
and more often confirms my direction
as you have your own direction. 
 
I wonder If I am a rock for you? 
I think I am.  I know I can be:
a rock from breaking down massive things like war
and from the accumulation of fleeting things like smiles.
A double rock covered with bright green moss
that purrs when you are near.

 

 

Definition from Miriam Webster on-line:

4a: something like a rock in hardness, firmness, etc.:

(1): foundation, support  The superintendent describes [Michael] Doran as a rock on which the success of the school is and will continue to be built.—Henry County (Kentucky) Local

(2): refuge … a rock of independent thought … in an ocean of parochialism.—Thomas Molnar

 

For Sumana's prompt "Rock."

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