And Just As Quickly As It Began....

...it's over.

There is only one more song to play.

I look over at my brother as the guitar chords start to form a solid structure,

The vaulted venue over our heads filling up with sound.

This heart goes heavy and the tears spring up behind my eyes

Salty as the sea

Filling something empty

knowing the reality of our impending goodbye and the months of missing ahead

But instead of letting them run down my cheeks

I pull them into my heart

Open my mouth

and sing

and he sings

And the moment becomes 

Memory:

Red Curtain

White Keys

Blue me.