I am a Rock

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Am a Rock.”

Is it easy for you to ask for help when you need it, or do you prefer to rely only on yourself? Why?

I am remembering a Simon and Garfunkel Song, “I am a Rock” The singer is describing how impenetrable they’ve become to all things emotional, like love and friendship. As I read closely, I am trying to imagine this person and what they must be like- am I at all like the singer?

An older heart comes to mind, most definitely. To be a young at heart you must be willing to bend and flow, withstand daily turmoil and grief that comes with time. Sometimes we trust the wrong person, put too much faith where it is not deserved.

On some level, I can understand the older heart. I too have shut out people from my life and found myself coveting my independency over all else. However, I don’t think the answer is to totally shield and block yourself from all things that bring sorrow or pain, but I think the wiser heart has learned which risks to avoid.

Still trying to be the wiser heart.

“I Am A Rock”

A winter’s day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I’ve built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don’t talk of love,
But I’ve heard the words before;
It’s sleeping in my memory.
I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.


3 thoughts on “I am a Rock

  1. You know, I loved this song when it came out. But I don’t think I ever thought much about the words. I guess that’s par for being a teenager. Thanks for posting them. It’s interesting to read them in light of that Brene Brown video Plato put on his blog yesterday.

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  2. I don’t think that was the idea at all. What I took from it was that the soul cries out for all of these things and wants the connection but juxtaposition of the last frame is that there is no hiding. You can’t personify a rock or an island anymore than you can dehumanize a person totally. So, why do we find it so difficult to really be connected and have meaningful relationships? He spends the entire song crying and showing the pain he is in and ends it with “a rock feels no pain and an island never cries”. There is no solace because no matter what position he takes humanity or isolation through anthropomorphism, it doesn’t change. The cycle is that no one hears you anyway. But maybe I’m wrong


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