Friends | Hi frnds.. anjalikrishna: I cannot speak for all who stem 'Long roads less traveled as their way, Nor question choices made by them In days long past or nights long dim by words they spoke and did not say But all roads lead to where we go And where we go is where we've been, So home is just a word we know, That space in time most apropos For where we want to be again.... anjalikrishna: I am unfolding gently beneath your loving touch Becoming I let wholeness breath my petals free Awareness Sweet fragrant Spirit touching senses into life Wisdom Giving beauty back to the universe Knowing Each petal, sweet miracle of life Oneness We are hues of color, yet one in Spirits blossom |
friendship is a secret never to be told
friendship is a shoulder to cry on
friendship is not having to say sorry but do ..
Hai my loving friend....