I feel like a stone in the forest of trees,
Hidden by the landscape and no one barely sees.
Surrounded by colorful beauty yet I'm just a rock,
Kinda like being surrounded by royalty when you're just common stock.
But I know as a rock I am solid, stable and strong,
And as this I will continue to go on even though things go wrong.
For being a rock I can be a foundation and something mighty,
Just as God is my rock and salvation and almighty.
I only hope to be a unyielding force for someone in a time of need,
For as a strong force, I will not be easily moved and I will succeed.
Psalm 62:2
He only is my rock and my salvation;
he is my defence;
I shall not be greatly moved.
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