when I called him
the smartest man in
Lakewood
he evaded the
assertion
without a sound or a
movement
but everyone knew
when T. saw the arc
of the sun
the fading of climate
stability
the elaborate schemes
to bully and
disenfranchise
swaths of humanity
in his mind and heart
more so than in those
of most of us
fell tears of ancient
shaman mothers
waves in the subtle
depths
of inner seas
crashed silent
colluding, perhaps
succeeding
in comprehending
--
passing may be
least hard
on the passing
after the initial
shock
has placed them
on a chariot of light
to light, through
light
with beings of light
some who are known
some, once dreamed of
with the sadness
of one who remains
who watches the
spectacle
of unfairness, the
cruel lottery
we are not often
illuminated
by any one of the
seven elemental stars
buy may feel the
connection
to this new god who
has gone
his radiance casting
shadows
behind us on the
unkempt lawn
we call these shadows
loss
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