We search our souls,
When we find a lacking .
Luckiest is one who finds a mate.
First thing in life,
Others can wait.
Before us we see in the movies, houses and classrooms.
Acquaintance that blossoms ,
Watered by the desire of companionship.
Progressing on the steps of associate ,ally and friend.
On the foundation laid by
Chemistry and Camaraderie,
Cemented finally as a buddy.
Search and find,
Make and Bind,
Defined and Designed.
Roads taken commonly.
None are right.
This is not an art or combat.
A soul mate is never found.
Union that's Spiritual .
By defenition boundless.
Rare by the numbers.
Lucky are the finders.
Male Bonding it is christened.
Blessing I would reason.
Chinaman's chance to happen.
Grace in plenty to be in unison.
Chance depends on circumstances.
Choice depends on attitude.
It is neither chance or choice.
It all comes from your inner voice.
Emotion and Reason,
One from the heart and one from the Thought.
Balancing on a see saw,
Burdened side down,
Masks the Mirage.
Unique in its defenition.
Unaware of its inception
Not formatted by decision.
Is it happenstance?
Sanctity more than place of worship.
Is the core of friendship.
Beware the stranger,
Who only remained a guest,
Who you invited at your own behest.
Treated he,you as an entertainer.
After the show stopped,
Realise he always was a stranger.
Better left undefined.
Divinity it is if defined.
Blessed few shall attain.
A friend who remains.
Treats even God as a bargain.
Waking up in the night, blinded by darkness.
Music we revere but cannot see its form.
Truth inside our heart doesn't manifest outside.
Search and it shall not be found.
Handed you a line.
Made you irrelevant.
Blemish greater he cannot cause.
Than trading on one's heart.
