for Darren - repost

* I wrote this in my second year here for ‘Darren White’, for he impressed me in so many ways, but mostly as a friend. I lost touch with him over the last couple of years and just learned of his passing, so I am re-posting in his honor. Rest In Peace, Hazza … I’m honored to have known you. * ~ Some people you meet ... creep their way into your being like a kitten chasing shadows and dust the pounce FAR more important than the prey little bits of things ephemeral - intangible emotions and markers that mean little in-and-of themselves but all-in-all have a life, recombinant and a spirit abiding ... gracious. Quietly, gently, step-by-step they climb the spiral to your heart's keep no hurry, for the sake of surety and without pretense … so you'll know JUST who they are and not mistake the glint of their character and care. 'Tis a steady and pure ascent, for they are of integral station and sincerity - honoring kindness and truth and love and attending candor as the treasure YOU do. Oh, a special place awaits them at the top of the stair - a soft, deep seat in the sun … where a person can warm their heart with conversation and where two friends can talk all things poetic in the calm and quiet corners of the day. You are locked away in that roundtower, my friend, and whatever this life may bring I shall wait patiently for that chat - rain or sun, the tea shall be hot and the words will find themselves ... in good company.