This

A short poem about a wonderful friend

At Peace. Like broken glass in the sun,
Your eyes glisten with what’s done.
This is brilliance. This is where we dwell
No-one could realise; This is where I fell

From towering heights, to chasms so deep
Grief, Love, Gratitude. I weep.
Your hand, powerful and strong in the dark
Your voice sounds; graceful as a lark.

Piercing, Penetrating. Removing my fear
Just so calming to be with you here.
This is my love, my growing respect.
This is what I’m fighting, fighting to protect.