My friendships have always imploded necessarily-

It was never in me to be anyone but solitary, married to another who is solitary.

Akin with nature in versions of reality with the animals, rocks, trees, wind, and water.

We somehow have withstood, acclimated, interwoven, and expanded as necessary.

Whole as ourselves, offered without pretext

Not diminishing as age decays us

Catalogued in time with the fossils

Complete, evolving, eternal.