My friend

My friend,
Be free of spirit and free of mind
Seize the future and lay the past behind.
The present treat like tender
Of a lender’s kind
That only carries interest
If you share it over time.

Destiny is celibate
Love the only child
All of us the followers
Running through the wild.

And life is that blind journey
That most often ends too soon
Before we know it is the day
Down goes the moon.

Copyright © 2005 Prabhath Avadhanula