In Loving Memory of Barry Schwam
A Father of Voice
There are relationships
That are the great blessings of existence
That radiate with brilliance and excellence
Nuanced dances of shared and mutual reliance
Ones that represent our existential community
And signal a metaphysical unity
Where we find our identity
Through a natural and divine form of acceptance and belief
When you’ve found someone that not only celebrates who you are but challenges you to dig deep
And discover the true self buried and stretching to reveal itself in a wild and mystical form to achieve
Recognition
When there is no shame and just compassion
When you are allowed to be brave and courageous, silly or outrageous
When you are beheld by gentle eyes of wisdom and appreciation
Where you are free to be anything infinitely
Discovering that self eternally
That is family, a sacred place to explore emotionally
A bond made by an intuitive choice
Like the sun shines, and rains light, rejoice
In the appreciation, trust and guidance of a Father of Voice
Hungry for fame and notoriety
He allowed me to become who I wanted to be
And to be great to him was often enough for me
We fall to rise high
Crawl and climb the sky
We all want all want to give each other something before it is time to say goodbye
Once I am forsaken
Trapped in the echo chamber
And I hear him call my name in the infinite vacuum and void
I will rejoice, for he is always with me,
A Father of Voice
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