Spendthrift friendships once ravelled and unravelled
Carefree leisurely as a journey without a plan;
Easy-come, easy-go, there was a while I travelled
Lightly, made my friends catch as catch can.
Gradually the casual twisted the precious weave,
This tissue of feeling in which I’ve grown;
Though I follow a single thread, I must believe
That bound to the whole we never drift alone.
Drifted crossed, matted fibres long inwrought,
Friendships prove the fabric of a common story,
The web which takes the strain of every thought,
Shares the fray or stain, joys in our glory,
Interwoven, at last I dare to move without misgiving,
I touch the invisible, love this gauze of living.