Lean on...?

 This stick belonged to my great grandfather....

                                                                                 

He leaned on it every day for many years.

Is there something you lean on?

Or do you stand alone?

Please, Stop kidding yourself.

No one stands alone.

When we try, we crumble, and return to the dust from whence we came...

Look at this. This walking stick. It's a trusted companion. It's worn, and battered, knotted and gnarled. It's cracked, it's pitted, and it's scarred. Yet a man spent a very long time leaning on it. He never had any doubt that it would support him. He walked with it through rain and shine, wind and calm. It's just a piece of wood, but it's probably more trustworthy than most of the people you know. Think about it. How many friends do you have that you would trust to balance you, to hold you up in a storm, to never deceive you about the way forward, and to be with you when you were at your absolute weakest? If you have more than one or two, you're either very lucky or very stupid. I hope it's the first. Now think about the flipside of that question. How many people would trust you to do all of those things? I hope your count is higher than mine. And I hope it includes the people you care about the most...

-- Random

P.S.
Please treat all of my posts from now on as free verse poetry.