You were one of my firsts.  Clicked LIKE and sparks flew through miles of fiber optic wire across swamp and desert

A cry for kindred souls

Voices in the still silent night

Loneliness, confusion, loss were in your orbit, but you, your core, is solid shining spirit

Angel with wings folded, arms open, walking among the rocks, sand, dirt, cacti

Toward your followers

You offer moonscape, landscape, songs, beauty

Your journey is one we all know but is still your own to own

Walking in your shadow, two steps behind, I reach out and touch the glow that surrounds you

My fingers stroke a gentle tuft of feathers