This red rock stands so sound, effortlessly balanced, among the rocks of Garden of the Gods.
It does not dread the life it has; nor sitting quietly where the other red rocks resides.
Children come each day to play around it, ride on horses to it, or climb its red sides!
This red rock is called Balanced Rock: seen by ancient peoples, prospectors, and tourists.
Generations of people passed Balanced Rock, always in awe of its beauty.
Generations of people will come in the future, and to protect it is our solemn duty.
For this red rock time stands still today. Immovable and balanced, carved from erosion:
Water, wind, chill, frost, and ice take there pick at this red inexorably carving it as a sentinel
The rock stands so still, does not budge nor hold a grudge or judge—just beauty that is plentiful.
The rock will eventually erode to sand, but today it makes its balanced stand!
It sits softly, silently in wait for its destined geological fate