each other

my own
wild blues and grays above
the yellow plains beneath
rolling green hills before
the black spires beyond

now towers of tall silver along
the coastline glistening away
from the long grids between
a line of a thousand cars moving

towards a future unknown
from pasts left with regret
to this expected esteem
minds' aspirations glittering

I see faces under the smokey night smile
in bars crowded with searchers
laughing and looking, some found
for some clue, some unspoken truth.

From each state so separate
we come together in a place, of Love
and maybe hating difference
the only thing to learn from is each other