Seduction
Born of earth volcanic thrown,
Primal made this isle of stone,
Magma hot met ocean cold,
The Rock awaits with spirit old.
Smell of salt from arctic sea,
Curious whales are there for thee,
With simple stories yet untold,
The Rock they guard with spirit old.
Summer days long with sun,
Twilight first when day is done,
The folk are kin ancient fold,
The Rock alive with penman’s scroll.
Venture forth my Bonnie Lass,
Cross the new land’s prairie grass,
By verdant Forrest and mountain bold,
The rock it calls with spirits untold.
Mourn not those left behind,
They cling to hope your spirit find,
Your soul to shine again like gold,
The Rock shares gift’s its spirit bold.
~By Monkey~
JW, as your friends, it has been extremely difficult to see you go through tremendous heartbreak and loss in an extremely short period of time. From a vengeful ex-lover, to the difficult decision to change your pen name- starting anew, and finally the loss of your most precious spirit, Bruce. In spite of these obstacles, you continue to inspire others by meeting each hurdle with flowing grace.
Our selfish natures prefer to tether you to AZ because it’s an empty city without our ray of sunshine. We will miss being a part of your inner beauty, knowledge and truth. You have given to many other lives. Today, this community loses one of its most precious gems with the fear we will never see you return. Our tears of selfish sorrow, send you to The Rock where your spirit delights. We’ve watched your sturdy confidence shaken. Never did we fathom, love would be your harshest judge. You’ve given it to so many others. You’ve taught all of us the true meaning of unconditional love. You have done it through example. There is no greater teacher than one who lives by their own word.
We bid you farewell with our prayers that The Rock will once again ignite the bright flame, which is smothered amber. The shielded lions of Venice swords protect. It’s your birthright as well as your station. Let spiteful revenge, deceiving lies, and whispered rumors bounce from the armor. God guides your hand. The truth will be told.
Remember, You are closer to The Mother Land on The Rock.
We love you mostess,
Your Extended Family
