Hands across the Ether

Real Friends remain friends. Regardless of distance and absence. And no one needs to prove anything, either to each other or to the world. Thoughts on reading this post by Braja.






Treads hesitantly.
the child,
through a dark
garden,
across
lush foliage
and
crushed flowers...
watching the moon
aeons away
through the branches,
matching his little feet,
step by step,
as it moves
with him
in the sky,
in and out
through the clouds.
Smiling, in friendship.



Those
who said,
it mindlessly revolves
around you,
test
the brain of the moon.
But I alone,
know it's heart,
as it walks with me
quietly,
cosmically,
aeons away,
always,
Smiling, in friendship.