To my brother

You and your ever-restless soul Is it that you are the eternal traveler Or are you simply searching for something That unnamable thing not even you can define Who are you really And can you tell me where you’re going Do you know? I’ve cried so many nights for you Traces of you always linger in my prayers Where are you now Do you know? I remember that day so vividly The day they told me you were dying I remember the numbness of that day OF how I cried myself asleep that night As you walk the path you’ve chosen I hope it leads you home some day When that restless soul finally finds its bed I'll be there waiting and I’ll hold your hand.