Truth and real feelings,
Where the handshake and hug blend together.
My life and our lives
Become more than silhouettes in separate shadows.
Dreams offer more to awaken to,
And feelings have sound with more than visions.
Who knows where to look for friendship.
It is not in places we have searched,
But comes to us from behind faces
And from within the looks that eyes return to our own.
Friendship, will not build its foundation on jealousy,
Nor will it compete to gain advantage over a friend.
Sharing and filling from the same spring.
Friends tip their glasses to lips
That speak of happiness for one another.