It's said "A rolling stone gathers no moss,"
Keeping its movement without too much loss,
Obstacles break up by the force of it's toss,
Stop being a follower you should be the boss!

A rolling stone needs motion it can't move on its own!
It can skip on through quietly when properly thrown,
Strikes smaller things before it's damage ever is shown,
In small clouds of dust or the bigger one's we have sown!

Once this stone starts rolling where will it go?
Will it gain momentum after taking off slow?
Picking up speed it's moving on its roll,
Hindered by obstacles on a trajectory we know!

To Man, old Mother Nature has nothing to prove!
Don't touch a stone it may still fly or even move,
Man rolls on in Life unsure by what to behoove,
Unless he moves with purpose and in a groove!

Shape the hills and mountains other's will climb!
Varying in dimensions as People are so sublime,
Get out of that hole let's stop wasting time!
Powerful stones roll faster when in their prime!