I remember our brief time together,
Sharing yet another bike adventures,
Whooping glorious to the sun,
To Mother Earth,
And to the magic of avocados.
I forgot to ask you,
Did you ever watch that movie?
You know, that one with the obscure reference of the Coca Cola bottle dropping to Earth and
How dropping it, changed everything we know as true and beautiful.
We are weaving and winding our way up the bike trail,
You are yelling at me that there is only one more ‘small’ hill to climb,
I am laughing hysterical because every hill you say is small, is a mountain,
And that is how you saw life,
Every challenge accepted and easy to surpass,
Just when I can’t take it anymore,
I see you looking back at me,
Lit and full of laughter and yes,
Every hill can be overcome,
I had the fortune to call you friend,
As I am writing this,
I also know that you touched so many others,
You were loved by so many others as I had,
The Gods must be crazy,
I see the irony in this now,
You were a shining moment in so many lives,
that went out too soon.