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a poem by aleia ruth, given to me on “hallows eve,” a tribute to Daniel…

The bass player
Supplying the steady reliable, hopefully spicy, rhythm
Always underlying
dependably there for others to play over, with…

The lady’s man, so often ‘the bass player!”, so many ladies!

“Nice girls”
A boatload, with rapid turnover
Is he capable of love, this one?

When he finally met his ‘one’ oh yes!
A different man showed up
All hers
The steady, reliable, unwavering pulse
Their love was palpable
Shining

Until the curtain was suddenly drawn
An abrupt end to this mystery play…

How could their paths diverge?

His from hers?

We all fell in love with her too, you know
And the ‘you’ that showed up because of her
You know, the one with the heart
that exploded into another realm
She thinks she’s alone now you know!
She can scarcely hear you
You’re so deep inside her
She can’t hear the forest for the trees
You left her quaking, shivering in the cold of your sudden disappearance
We all think we have forever
until we don’t

The abrupt lesson of treasuring every living moment, even the hard ones
Staying centered in the only true meaning in life
Love

Oh steady rhythm man
Help your wife, your one true love
Make the connection thru the veil
At this thinning time
Give her some of the peace you’ve found
Assurance that you survive
That she’ll survive, thrive again

Till death do you part?
Love is stronger than death
Death, a shadow puppet
(the gurus say is bliss)
Creative hands playing in the light.

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