I'm your rock of stability,
forever vigilant,
forever here,
I can weather the worst storms,
and I won't budge during the harshest winds.
I've taken mud slides,
and tidal waves,
but I'll stay strong for you.
My will is the sturdiness of iron,
as I am ever persistent,
and ever looking,
for any cracks that form over time,
but I will chisel away at myself,
and make a fine sand,
that I can use to complete you again,
and fill those cracks.
I'm always firm and a solid ground for you to step on,
I've even opened a cave just for you to hide in.
That's not something I do for anyone,
but I'm so happy it's you I let in.
As the oceans rise,
and the lands change,
there will be one thing waiting for you,
your mighty rock,
where you have carved your name inside my walls that will last,
till the end of time.