Your voice touched us, Rik Clay.
You opened the doors to deeper
understanding. Your thoughts overlapped
and crystallized reality.
As with loud speakers
you reached far out into consciousness.
People loved you for your energy, your pure
intentions to be a mirror shining out the truth,
which is now cracked and hung with black veils,
so that we cannot see or hear you anymore,
except for that whirlwind
that rose like a storm ripping beliefs,
the black veil, dismantling so called truths
everywhere, fast.
