I found the friend I should keep if Fate allows, that fickle fiend introductions did not promise joyous outcomes in future’s sight the invitation is heartfelt contrary to nature’s bent where the strangers walk about none see another, until now.
Fate led me to water’s edge then asked me to drink too deep I approached with my fear knowing that my life could change the depths dropped out of sight where this led I could not say so much unknown in the pledge to stand beside a new ally from the parched to the drowned lips once cracked would be submerged drinking in what was absent swimming deep in liquid bliss.
Here is the rub, what I hinted that future hides beyond our sight in its hands, the good and bad what’s chosen now will be revealed a choice is put to both of us Fate gives short warning in query pledging nothing in return I’ve found a friend, what do I do?
Possible friends, of many depths, are introduced into our lives on an ongoing basis. I have to say that I’ve not always done justice to those who approached me with the desire to know me better. In that place I feel more disappointment than shame. The silver lining is that there is still time to know them in this present moment, before time removes them from my life. Why do I struggle though? The poem, “Found a Friend”, speaks to the commitment requested by friendship.