I Feel My Brother

I feel my brother
In the desert.

I feel his strength
In the heat of the sun.

I hear his laughter
In the coyote’s howl.

I see his knowledge
In the rock formations and
Cumulus clouds.

I see his friends
In the lizards, snakes, bugs and spiders.

I feel his breath
In the passing breeze.

I see his eyes
As I gaze at the moon.

I feel his love
Embedded in the stillness.

I hear his heart beat
In the flapping wings of a hawk.

I feel his presence
In the ancient enduring landscape.

The one who taught me to see the subtle beauty,
Now is the subtle beauty.
A beauty sometimes missed, no,
Misunderstood.
He is everywhere and no where
Like the loudness of the desert’s silence.

I feel my brother
In the desert.

My tears drop,
Sizzle and disappear
Into the sand.

Eve Eschner Hogan, in honor of Ed
7/25/10