You've gone, my mortal witness
But I find that in your wake you linger in thought
Now the eternal constant,
You no longer exist upon sight
For you have streamed into the ultimate consistency.
Like the Rock of Gilbraltar-
once signifying the end of the known world-
You've instead found indestructibility.
Brahma himself counted such a blessing
And you are finally lifted from the afflictions of the human condition.
Whether life abides beyond the great divide
Cannot equate to the souls you have adjoined in life And what better
medium- what better communicator!
Exceeds the universal affiliation.
A worthy advocate to preserve you fresh in thought
At sight, and more so sound will you come flooding in through the
ears and into mind.
Your various keep-sakes will prevail like tiny pieces of your anima
And you'll be forever present each time I raise my bowler to crown.
Goodbye my immortal witness.
May you live on amidst the living
