Friendship
Such love I cannot analyse;
It does not rest in lips or eyes,
Neither in kisses nor caress.
Partly, I know,it's gentleness
And understanding in one word
Or in brief letters. It's preserved
By trust and by respect and awe.
These are the words I'm feeling for.
Two people, yes, two lasting friends.
The giving comes,the taking ends.
There is no measure for such things.
For this all Nature slows and sings
(Elizabeth Jennings)
No Time Like the Old Time
Fame is the scentless sunflower,
With gaudy crown of gold;
But friendship is the breathing rose,
with sweets in every fold.
Oliver Wendell Holmes
Once again the foam
a pang of faint regret
oh, the cherry blossom!
Ishikawa Toyonobu (1711-85)
Haiku poem
So the sage has his wanderings .
Chuang-tzu
