brother poem

in your arms was still delight
i think it just splendid
i hold your heart
when i go back to earth
gone are the three, those sisters rare
with the meek, brown eyes
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
i wonder where you live
the saddest of the year
quietly, with reverance, in awe
the darkness
the earth keeps some vibration going
a little peach in the orchard grew