Woollas Life

On the sunniest of days
On a breathless wind
You left us
As unexpected, as your arrival

The words we spoke together stay on
Though the form you took – that I loved so much – is no more
And I know – as you also did – that life is more than the five senses
And that what you truly are, can never not be

You saw the universe where people saw only the world
You knew God, the Self; Brahman
And in that you saw your true Self; God
I have only love and gratitude to offer you now

To see your face that last time, you looked so young; unformed
There was a question upon your brow
Which brings such sorrow in my remembering today
I would have answered, if I only I could of heard

I  hope we meet again, though I know nothing of such things
And there I ponder awhile. Was ours, a meeting of friends once lost?
Was this not the first time, but of old friends meeting once again?
I may never know this, but I shall forever live in hope

Love and Blessings Uncle Nick