Today I heard
That you had passed
Your spirit free
Again, at last
I spoke to God
To question why
He allowed such a special
Person to die
He said he needed you
to light vast skies
So heaven’s beauty
Could meet naked eyes
He wished for you to
Spur the waves
To ebb and flow
And roll for days
He wanted you to
Blow the winds
And call back the breeze
When storms rescind
He asked if you would
Spark the light
Reflecting off
Calm seas at night
He called you to
Speak through the birds
To help them sing
Without words
He set you free
So that you could roam
And name the whole universe
Your permanent home
He hoped for you
To teach the rest
That time may be short
But life is blessed
He told, you’re not gone
And you still can be seen
In that strange little place
Between awake and dream…
For my friend Shawn.