And he left us.
Yet, in his absence, his presence is and shall be stronger than ever.
For he is everywhere now.
And he is inside of us.
We, who witnessed the brilliance of his flame,
and were warmed by its heat; we, who heard the chimes
of his churchbell laughter ring the plains of starry dawns;
we, who stood in the pure rain of his divine and noble spirit,
are now its blessed, honored keepers.
Within and through us he shall live on and our lives shall ever be
enriched by him in ways wonderous and untold. Fly high, dear friend.
---Robert Zuckerman, March 31, 1993
