you have found your seal skin,
your truest form of spirit
and returned to the cosmic sea
the great canvas of the universe,
with colors only your energy
now seemingly monochromatic;
having taken your palate with you.
I am left in tonal grays in your absence.
The ocean waves swell
with the hurricane of tears
at news of your passing.
I see you now,
your spirit playing among those rises
and ebbs of brine,
the seal once more
and I, a Homerian fisherman
alone in the colorless storm,
bereft without you.
For Bill Galbreath, who’s soul is as bright as the Northern Lights.
2016 copyright by Katie Pifer http://www.witchpetals.wordpress.com
Original art by Homer Winslow, “The Fog Warning” 1885