You came into my life like a boulder -
Came isn't the right word;
You crashed, you plowed, you smashed into my carefully crafted house.
Your eyes sparking like a flint, ready to set those walls I built around my heart ablaze.
They say that a rolling stone gathers no moss,
And you were always moving -
To stop you would have been a Sisyphean task, pointless as trying to stop the planet from spinning.
You crashed into my life, broke down my walls, and took me along for a ride, and for a while I could forget the avalanche that you signalled.
I could ignore the rumbling of boulders, the cackle of granite, the screeches of pebbles crushed in your wake.
Always will be,
A force of nature;
And I am a simple human who got caught up in the wonder of your strength.
After all, one can be a fool enough to love a mountain, but one would be even greater of a fool to hope that the mountain would love one back.