Ahh yes it’s not exactly amazing

But it helps sometimes.

I’ll tell you my secret

How I am as firm and solid as I seem.

Take my hand I’ll guide you past

The smoke and the mirrors,

To this locked wooden box

With a small jar inside.

It’s my weatherproofing

I spread it on every morning

Head to toe

Ankle to earlobe spread evenly.

Endurance of any trial a piece of cake,

Winter? Easy

Sadness? Doable.

Loss of job? No problem.

A crippling fear that every damn thing I’ll ever try in my whole damn life will never amount to anything and by the end of it just be a younger looking version of my dad? I can deal with that too.

I don’t usually part with such a secret,

But since you’re asking

That’s my secret power.

– Vagabond Prophet