Tectonic Forces


I was once a pebble

Small and fragile

People’s words were like ocean water

Washing over me effortlessly

Their criticism smoothed my edges

Wore me down


I wanted to rises up to form a mountain

Proud and sturdy

Peoples words too small to move me

My summit glistening for all to see

Unafraid of judgement


First I became a hiker

Overcoming rocky land

Steep sides

That I was once afraid of


Now I am a mountain

Tall and strong

Ready to take on the world

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