touchstone

 
touch my mystery with your fingertips
weighty existence is the form of a stone
vibrating energies that lift the soul

tumbled in water
my rough edges became smooth
calming the spirit of the beholder
find me lining the shore of an obliging lake or river
time itself has delivered me there

I watch humanity with curiosity
sending out my well wishes
I have dense matter
everything has spirit

I am no less
as part of a mountainside or in a riverbed
keep me as a touchstone when you're feeling stressed

beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I am ancient I've been around longer than you have
keeping record of all that has transpired
I am a sum of a whole
keep me sacred in your memory