THE ONLY PATH
The taste of the mango salad
That I barely ate, lingers
The gentleness of your grey green eyes
Still gives me strength
The voice of the car attendant
Who expounded your faith
And the quiet smile of pride
On your face, as yet fills my eyes
The feel of your shoulder as I lay
A gentle hand and agreed with him
That you be one of the finest
Tingles my fingers even now
You are engrossed in your world
I remain silently lost in mine
Knowing not which way to turn
For there are no roads that lead anywhere
The only path that glimmers faintly
Is lit by the love of friendship
Be I strong enough to trod it
Holding my fragile heart in hand?
~Horizon~
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