Friendship, a flowering heaven born plant
Nurtured in the soil of measureless love.
By two who would smooth the way each for the other.
Watered by attention, affection and devotion.
All that I am I commit to your service.

To open my mind and my heart, to serve you
Is the greatest devotion I know,
Two separate souls marching in difference
Yet in harmony.
Agreeing and disagreeing.

Growing and improving diversely.
With one common longing, each to find solace
In the pleasure of the other.
The lover never seeking self-comfort
At the cost of the beloved.

Then in the garden of selflessness
Perfect friendship flowers.
Love, the unfading blossom of pure friendship,
Born in the garden of desire
Preserved in the bottle of the heart.

Helen Maroon