Memories of a friend

In my memories
There are fragments
Of a long lost friend

As I reach out for him
The mist grows thicker
My hand fades away

I return to the people
With a gloomy face
I miss my friend

His face contains a thousand worlds
Once I saw its burning shadow
Its warmth still glows wherever i turn

Entangled with worldly business
I did not see him Walk away
Taking my heart with him

Now I desperately seek
A silent corner to sit on
And hymn the praises of my friend

I kiss his footsteps five times a day
At night I draw falling stars on my chins
Wondering where my friend has gone

His name trembles the heart
Perhaps then I will find it
and him by its side…