A day has passed and my heart aches more.
How could the ocean have taken him so mercilessly?
On the playa this coming burn,
Look for him, please...
each time someone treats you as if you are special,
each time you see the joy in living,
with each fire burning brightly into the night,
see him, see his joy and love and bounding energy,
dancing and spinning until the day is anew.
May his fire burn within us all forever more even though his light has been taken from this tribe who loved him so.
Look for him, please...
Ridge
