They spread their imagined wings
And fly
To far away places
That have no name.
...
Far Away Places
They spread their imagined wings
And fly
To far away places
That have no name.
I still myself
I take over
I relax and watch and wait.
A thought flys
And carries with it my brother
I wait still, I watch quiet
I await my brothers' return.
He speaks to me
From far away places
I listen and nod
I take no steps towards him
I go not.
I am relaxed, silent
My brother is happy
I do not go
I wait and now and then
I speak.
I watch my brother
I am quiet
I do not believe in him
I nod and smile and speak
I do not believe in me
I am quiet, I am still
I wait for my brother.