My Religion

My religion is the embodiment of love, the elusive divinity that hides with in our sentient hearts, like a starving flame begging to burn bright.

My religion is the smile in my baby's eyes, windows of innocence and the unfettered soul, pure, before the infection of humanity can take hold.

My religion is the forest who listens to my grief and sorrow, like silent companions, laying compassion on my weary soul like an invisible embrace.

My religion is the blanket of stars that bear witness upon my life as I weave and meander through the repercussions of the choices I've made.

My religion is the solace of the faces around me who offer small acts of kindness as silent benedictions in this unhinged world.

My religion is my own, worshipping upon the altar of All That Is. That which comforts and carries me upon wings of holy fire, breathing hope into my burdened heart.

My religion...is.

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