Written in my youth, to explain friendship to myself. |
Friendship A sun ray did warm my hand and yet I could not touch it, A gust of wind did blow my clothes and yet I could not catch it, Elusive wisps evade my grasp but make their presence felt, and formless being, take on the shape which to them is dealt, like capricious woman desirous of ornament, changing their shape from moment to moment. Such a wisp is friendship, In friendship I see the waves, that break upon the sand, they stroke its cheek, and smooth its hair, as if with friendly hand. The pebbles that are borne away and others brought anew the face of sand that is dressed afresh with a love that seems so true. I see the moon - pale and serene who knows to give as well as take, If she kept all the sun gave her, a black night 't would serve to make. I see the stars that give merrily as tho' they know the light that's sent will remain altho' they come and go. I see the earth, rich and brown, that nurtures the tender seed, and the many flowers that bear colourful proof of its kindly deed. They say friendship is a lovely goal, how true its hard to say but the fun lies in the give and take thats accomplished on the way! Jyothi Rao |