|He heard music in the air,|
saw poetry in movement
smoothly flowing, casting shadows on the grass,
dreamed in vivid color of strange and wonderful places
then breathed deeply of the fresh morning air.
With my eyes open wide,
I still believe in mysteries,
in the power of wishes
if only because you were here,
because you raced against the falling sands
of the hourglass... because you lived.
Too early your story ended, but I WILL CONTINUE.
We have all been changed,
and will never be the same again,
because you made us open our eyes to the world.
Thank you so deeply for that gift.
|Stephanie Noelle Keller - Fort Worth, Texas,
May 14, 2004