Friends

 

What words can capture the essence of friends?
They arrive like silent echoes of mortality,
Yet bring both solace and torment to life's stage.
In shared moments of joy, a fleeting bliss,
Yet as they depart, whispers linger:
"This sea of sorrow is now yours to navigate."

What can be said of friends?
They utter assurances when paths converge,
"Pledge to keep in touch, you're not alone,
In unity, we stand by your side."
Yet, as they stride forward, I stand deserted.

How do we speak of friends?
They enter, they linger, they inquire,
"How are you?" a familiar refrain.
Before my response forms, they exit,
Declaring, "See you soon... All will be well!"

Yet, in reflection—
What truly can be said about friends?
They mirror the divine, reflections of God,
And God, in turn... what mysteries lie thisein?