I hear your pen scratching
The keys of your typewriter
Clicking clickety clack
Prose, poetry, I felt gentleness
Honesty, humbleness, greatness
The best example of humanity
Offering insights into ourselves
We saw each other through
Your candid observant eyes
So in touch with your Self
You knew who you were
A heart worn on your sleeve
As empath I felt your kindness
Even as you expressed pain
A moment of silence
A moment of prayer
A moment of longing
So many did care…..
In the moment
An eternal fraction of time
I will still hear your voice
As though it were mine….
A stamp, an Impression
A tattoo of you upon my soul
I won’t forget
We wont forget
That someone
Becomes More
Than a stranger
Entering the realm
Somewhere between
Mystery and Myth
My friend
More than an echo
I was graced
With the privilege
Of being allowed
Into your circle
As I was to feed
Upon your exceptional
Words…
🙏📖✍️💜🌹
*(matthew bowers)* ~93
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 