In a transparent plastic free
Earth like experience he
Let go of all the other crap
That was holding him back
But in wild wonder still had
Enough left in him to be
Graceful with even the
People that didn’t want
To care or know how he was
Is it because when we let go
We give up our best selves
In a permission thrown
Over the fire all the words
That we need to take flight
Even without a response
It seems impossible to
Request that if any person
Should want to smile back
Share the existence
Or same sentiment
Of what he recognized
In the gorgeousness of the past
Where it belongs
Where it can be left
Where it also lives on
© GÄ
Poétique 