My True Brother

Let me tell you about my brother Oh, I have lots of brothers But I mean the one I have always had The one I share a family with A childhood of beautiful memories Climbing trees, riding bikes Broken stopwatches, broken chains And a different kind of horsepower Do these things make no sense to you? Well, they will to him And today as this poet sits to write What that man thinks and feels Is all that really matters We have shared much joy Much singing and laughter Much search and exploration And a long journey of pain A journey on which he has shined Shown himself magnificent So brave and true Ever faithful, ever caring Always hoping, always loving Always praying, always believing This is my brother true Though he said it first of me Today it is I who say of him "My brother is a kingly man" What a fine cut of a man What a warrior true Oh we have disagreed Mightily at times At times I have felt cut to the bone But so has he And more than that Always rumbling beneath A beauteous fire endures The truth of this man Remains and blesses this world And ever in his heart Only has he carried within The very best intent And today I salute him This stellar man of integrity Who loves beyond his pain And reaches across the gulf Never thinking of himself But only seeking to love Asking only to be loved What a prince of a man How honored am I That our Father Saw fit to send me Into this beautiful world of His To be the brother Of a man so fine So full of love and grace My brother true My hat is off to you Stephen Pursell, 1/24/15