OP | brothers’ love

brothers’ love

moves over the river
and through rocks
to visit earth we know.

the rill, the ridge,
the feeling still –
time is all we sow.

from sibling rocks
to sister stones
earth axis tilts again.

as up the hill
and down the vale
we find new life —

with crying needs
and brilliant deeds
all between us still –

the stills of ponds,
silent snows, springs
within the ground.

as greens shoot up
and leaves unfurl
some dare rebuild —

from rock to rill,
and ledge to stone.
rivers melt, move —

rough edges worn,
tossed bed to bed,
till we too thunk —

like rocks piling up
— boundary walls —
dividing family land.

. . . . .

Poet: Susan Powers Bourne

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