A Library of Love

My friend! What brought us together? Was it the love for each other’s presence? Was it the comfort in each other’s being? Was it the glow in our eyes and hearts?

Was it the joy, the warmth and mirth Was it regard, respect, the reason Or was it because we just felt at ease? Was it just the way we were?

Weren’t there times when it came to an end, Weren’t there moments when we flew apart? Why to each other did we take Why each did we value, more than others?

What made you my friend, my friend? What was the chemistry, what was the fusion? What, pray tell me you see in me What made you say I am your friend?

It couldn’t be just the love for music Or for mountains and musings on life. It couldn’t be just the interests same Or sharing the simple joys of life.

Something did happen when we met When we said hello and looked in the eye. Something right did fall in place A seed, a bond that then grew in time.

The rides on bikes! The walks on hills! The spray of rain, lashing winds! Numbing cold! Gasping breath! Evenings cool, a warm drink in hand.

Sun at dusk, sun at dawn, Moonlit nights and starry skies. Green clad forests, snowy peaks Chaotic cities and villages calm.

Long were the paths together we trod, Lord! How short, how short was it all! How much further would we have To walk on, think on, side by side?

My friends! There is such gladness in my heart That I could be all I wanted in life. Each of you filled a void in me Each of you were what I weren’t.

Each of you were what I wished to be And each of you had a little of me. What would it matter if we had to leave When we have filled each other’s cup?

My friends! Like my books you are Always kept within my view. Just within reach, always at hand, My friends, my little library of love!