Yeatman's

I share some of my thoughts with you about my brother:

Why did you go?
Must have been a reason,
Why did you go without warning?
There had to have been a reason.
Why did I not hear your calls for help?
There was probably a reason.
Maybe you did not call for help.
Why did you go?
Was the world closing in on you?
Why did you go out without warning?
Did you not want to be stopped?
Why did I not hear your calls for help?
Because now, I try to hear your relief that you send my way.

It is obvious that I wonder why. I tell myself that he is much safer and lives in a sense of relief now than when he walked with us on Earth. I miss his steps everyday and I search for a "sign" that Christopher is safe.