Airborne; Reborn
This weekend, new stars lit up in my sky.
And the old sky fell like a curtain, revealing the new.
Trust, hope, and respect, all in cosmic alignment,
Forebodings of a new era.
I fly through the air,
And land (somewhat softly),
Smiling and free,
While his legacy endures.
Thank you Barbara Britton Shihan, Fiona Blyth Shidoin, and Robert Zimmermann Shihan.
