his eyes are clear
he suffers no fools
but he is kind as well
surprise the light of
unexpected ways
sometimes
he'd do a kind thing
not to be caught
and smile to himself
joy unchained
open yet deep
at times so deep
knowable like
a quiet space
favorite place
he moves gracefully
if he is on the lake
he was the water
the sky
his eyes are blue
the feeling of lightening
just before or after
a storm
you do not see him
in one place
he is everywhere
____
For Richard
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