Miles and separate roads limit shared adventures but not connection
A day here a day there building sacred fraternal kinship
The idea of just one fish binding both together
This day on the water an escape from social ebb and flow
Footprints fill from nowhere as lines straighten in the air
Talk turns to what needs sharing to stabilize each keel
Respite comes in shared silence staring at the liquid edge
Broken conversation in between one catch and the next
Each story different in minutia but familiar in the sum
Sharing disillusionment with life’s veneer but fascinated by
its grit
Sorting through lived memories while holding demons at the
gate
Not seeking resolution just an understanding of old pain
Alone in silent quicksand of struggle, time and thought
Unaware of feeling lonely or left behind but sometimes not
Floating in the company of ghosts contrived outside the
walls
Or those self-created and held down deep in the mirror fore
Tangled in the battle between the darkness and the light
Finding steadfast refuge in the shadows at the edge
Washed in the wonder of uncertainty between the question and
the answer
Somewhere between faith and fate selflessly honest in the
quest
Yearning to bleed on the blank page if only for the self
Grounded in the knowledge that achievement is often
anonymous
Apathetic of the limelight and its constructs so many seem
to seek
Submerged in desperate hunger for the tinder which lights
its flame
Grasping fledgling embers while they kindle heart and soul
Finding bits of clear direction in the rising of the smoke
One sits back in counsel as the conversation grows
Until there is reversal as the subject matter shifts
This goes on for hours until both are briefly settled
They turn for home in separate footsteps
