Ode to Oliver Sacks

You have been a "sentient being";
The eye of a hurricane looking at yourself.
In the mirror of other eddies:
People you loved and have loved you on the planet earth.
"When they leave, they leave a hole that cannot be filled."
Dear Oliver remember,
Forms change but substance endures (until it doesn't!)
Surfs dissolve into the ocean.
Oliver dissipates into Time/Space, soaked in love.
I am also 82, so will join you soon.
We will do the free style dance of random encounter,
and sparkle and laugh through the glow of a shooting star.
Life forms again, on a distant star, where we will be actors on a new stage, in unimaginable forms, spewing love, the glue of the universe.
We hug tightly: Dark Matter!