My Brother’s Fire
My time has come that I must break these earthly bonds
and shed the fickle chains that tie my earthly soul.
That I have lived a life, a life of dreams
a life that holds a fervent fire,
And quenched my thirst of love and grander things I have not known.
That I have climbed the mount and flexed my wings
and soared to heights unbridled,
and touched the sky with thoughts and prayers my mind may only raise.
In starlight’s glow I bask above the earthly blue
and breathe the breath of angels
as God’s own hand does call me home.
Those hands I touch that comfort me
that soothes my soul I touch no more,
yet revel in the memory of a touch long lost.
I fill the void my heart has longed to keep
and hold dear the face of my child
and I shall sleep now in peace as I await my valentine.
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That five years has now passed is nearly unfathomable, and there is nearly not a day goes by that I do not think of one of the seminal souls that touched my life. His wit and humor influenced not only my life but had a profound effect on those who knew and loved him, and love him still.
Yet with our faith, a faith that, although I question from time to time, I know that one day I shall again place my hand in his, that my check shall brush against his and my lips shall kiss his forehead in celebration of our reunion.
Donald Lee Thomas
North of 50
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