Grey Rock Poem by Rhodesse Fanche

In a world of trials, I stand alone,
An unyielding force, a rock unknown,
They've tried to break me, time and again,
But I remain unshattered, steadfast, and then...

The bricklayer's hammer struck with might,
But my core held firm, bathed in resolute light,
For I am the Grey rock, tough and strong,
Defiant, unyielding, against all wrong.

A flood of waters came rushing near,
To wash me away, to stoke my fear,
But I stood uneroded, untouched by the tide,
For within me, a strength they could never divide.

Amidst tremors that shook the earth so wide,
Not a pebble escaped, not a crack did reside,
For I am the Grey rock, unmoved by the storm,
A symbol of resilience, a testament, reborn.

Weight upon weight, their burdensome call,
They cast me in oceans, seeking my fall,
Yet, my Creator, divine and kind,
Safeguarded my spirit, a lifeline I find.

Oh, yes! I'm the Grey rock, unyielding and true,
Fashioned by God, with purpose imbued,
Through trials and tests, I've come to see,
The strength that lies deep within me.

So let me stand tall, a symbol so bright,
A testament to courage, a beacon of light,
For I am the Grey rock, difficult to crack,
A resilient soul, on this poetic track.