A smooth, cool stone.
Stabilizing, and calming.
I don't know about a God.
But I know that there is a higher power.
This higher power is all around us.
A best friend, a stone.
A strong shoulder to lean on.
A secret keeper,a journal.
In the face of old age.
Their wrinkles are not only theirs, they're yours as well.
The story of your hardships and friendships etched in skin.
The higher power is the nature. The sky and the animals.
My higher power at least.
My best friends. And kind faces.
The things I'm not that make me who I am.
The people that shape me like clay.
My best friends.
-B
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