The Rock Poem by Mona Lisa Aspiras

I am a Rock
I stand there silently, placidly,
While gentle waters rush and
Caress my skin.
All is well.

The sun beats down on my brow.
I give rest and shelter to a tired
Iguana, content to catch some
Rays.

I am now in a jungle.
Moss is happy, for it now inhabits me.

I am in the playground.
Children paint funny faces on me and
Use me to play hopscotch.

I am Stonehenge, time stands still.
Tourists admire me.
I'm History.

I am Earth.
I am the Foundation.
I am necessary, ever-present,
And things rely on me.

Rock is stable,
Rock is good.
Rock is steady, as it should.