Notes from the Spiritual Brothers on Togetherness

Posted by in America

Leaves moving like waves on the wind
and the sunshine filtering through on the breeze
to spin the spectrum on a multitude of greens.
The trunks, stoic and brown and still,
tower over the stairs diving down to the wide
waterfront with a whispering rush
over the shifting breeze.
A mast passes slowly beyond and beyond
the distant tree line the blue reaches beyond
the changing white sky drifters to stretch
beyond to colors of imagination, passion and
togetherness.

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