Sometimes we are not good friends to ourselves. I know this is true for me personally and I am sure it is true for most people, so I won’t give myself a hard time for the delay in posting a new blog entry.
I have been busy transcribing much of my poetry onto my computer. The important thing though is that I am here now ready to upload another poem. (And this one partly rhymes!)
I hope you find some benefit from this poem. I’ll probably share it in a philosophy group discussion that’s coming up on this subject soon. Till next time, keep living your life as fully and as well as you can. Be a true friend to yourself, and all those you come into contact with on your journey.
In love and light,
Friendship is like a boat that sails the seas.
Friends help you row, when there’s no breeze,
to fill your sails.
Friends gather in your times of trouble.
When life’s a mess, they help you clear up the rubble,
and deal with your problems.
Friends give a little of themselves,
and extend a hand, to help.
They offer time, an ear and words of inspiration.
Friends take the time to understand.
They sympathize when events don’t go as you’ve planned,
and help you find consolation.
Your friend will come if asked by you.
That’s just what good friends do.
Friendship’s price they’ll happily pay,
and in return they’ll receive one day.
Of course, that’s not why they give…
for giving comes as naturally as each breath.
Giving is a sharing of your self
and receiving is just spiritual law, or karma, in action.
Why is the world in such a mess?
It’s because people give less and less.
And to this I must confess
I’m not as generous as I could,
and should, be.
Dear God, help me to let go of the “Me”.
Help me to be… more loving,
and supportive, of others.
Help me to keep this picture clearly in my mind.
Let me see the hand I offer to another,
being extended by this person,
to another person, then to another, and to another…
Until all the world’s people are linked
by hands of friendship.
Perhaps then we will have Heaven on Earth.