In memory of Maya
Triggered by a misspelling on someone’s post. It’s a common one and a bugbear, but looked at another way it could almost fit.
Sorry, I’m not great at poetry.
Loosing all our greats now
To the sky, the wind
Their essence free from flesh and chains
Loosing their souls to the universe to fly forever
And become, perhaps, the mote of a hint of inspiration
To someone else
Who can teach us to loose the constraints
And soar free ourselves