Friend

Of rest, redemption,Β I cannot give,
Nor have I bread to offer thee.
Of wisdom, its liberating vis,
What may impart, and I not free?

Speak, heart; if not heart, mind.
If not speech, then simply be.
To hear, words and space in kind,
Lies this solace: a friend in me.

4 thoughts on “Friend

    1. Well spotted. The story is convoluted at best, but basically involves some rocky relationships which left me pondering the nature of friendship, especially the kind of friend I’d ever want to be. The style is inspired by Emily Dickenson πŸ™‚

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