Flowers and rocks awhile look miles apart, <br />Both like birds of the same feather, <br />Flocking and frolicking together, <br />Seem to have a similar feeling heart, <br />Weathering together the same weather, <br />Deviating and drawn by same tether— <br />Flowers greeting those that come home one eve, <br />And rocks building up a welcoming bridge, <br />Flowers bidding good-bye to them that leave, <br />And rocks again building a block of ridge; <br />In every flower’s bosom lies a rock- <br />-Like will to spread her blossom’s rare fragrance, <br />In every rock’s core there’s a silent clock <br />That says: evolving I am to advance.<br /><br />Aniruddha Pathak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flowers-and-rocks-2/
