I love this one, written in mid 90’s

My Brother

At times, I see you, my brother,

We are one,

And our souls smile at one another.

On other occasions

The space that separates

You from me

Is as wide, as powerful,

As devastating and beautiful,

As the ocean.

Shimmering in the moon’s light,

You call me like the sea.

You are the very tide that pulls me under.

The sun passes over me-

Sometimes dim and weak,

Sometimes brilliant and warm,

sometimes burning and blinding-

Turning my hours into days,

My weeks into years.

At times, I see you, my strange brother,

In my air, under my skin,

Like a burr that every time it pricks you

Reminds you of caves and playthings,

And sticks and words,

And smiles that shine like sunlight.

Day in and day out,

In fields and in cars, even on wet shoes,

Outside, yet inside my life,

All at the same time.

At times, I see you, my lost brother,

I hear your voice on the other side,

Or the absence of that voice,

And I wonder how it all shakes down.

What part of the wall did I, myself, build?

How much was built by

Something bigger than all of us?