A. D. Winans


FOR CAIT COLLINS

"Do not go quietly" the
Poet said
Inspiration comes naturally
Expiration takes effort
And you did both with class

The night rolls back its wings
Bearing its teeth cold as naked bone
The flesh now gone
But the spirit lives on
And wherever you are
You survived the pain
Refused to surrender
Did not go quietly
Will not be forgotten by those
You touched and who mourn your loss
But your spirit rides free
In the clouds in the gentle breeze
In the skirts of a raging storm
A butterfly spreading its wings
Cosmic matter waiting to be reborn

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