Friendship is a wonderful thing – hold it with both hands

Its value is priceless – far greater than gold

Sometimes life’s journey throws us to the wolves

Trapped and bewildered inside a spider’s web

The unbreakable thread hooks us in its grip

Disoriented and invisible, in a transitional state

One day my friend you will become whole again

When you’re feeling weary  and life is haunting your Soul

I’ll  climb this mountain with you and gently float you down

I won’t judge or condemn – that’s not what friends are for

Your murmurings I’ll hear –  when the jungle drums  beat from afar

I’ll hear you in your quietness and see your crying eyes

Fear not my friend – look up to the sky

Your Star is there – all you have to do is…SEE…