There exists no mortal luxury Which rivals the pure delight That is quiet companionship. To fill silence With notes of congruence And to look out at landscapes With bonded visions is to feel Most poignantly The righteousness of Human existence. I believe in these moments Of softened connection And strengthened ties, In which I may feel that I am one with you all and we are meant to be In combined presence.
There is not much to be sure of rather than beginnings and ends, but in the abstract in between I am grateful for friends.
It was a quiet, foggy day and my friends and I stood silently at the dock of a pond and looked out together. It was a very beautiful, whole moment, and I was touched.