But the truth of the oak still stands, braving the wind, sun and rain.
Just as a memory left is a memory made immortal.
Just as a friend who has parted is a friend who, in our memories, never did.
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I had received news earlier of the passing of a long time friend. I contracted a hint of sadness as I did of the passing of my aging relatives and would of dear friends, but beyond that, I found the news as disturbing as it was unexpected. I think it is because 'death' at our age is a concept I am reluctant to grasp.
I had written the ode in honour of the late, but more than that, as consolation for friends who seek it.
May you have peace and long life.
Dean










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