Notes from the Spiritual Brothers on Togetherness
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