In Memoriam: Ian Joseph Fike

Somwhere a heart
Not a heart inside a body
But a body grown from Pure Heart
slips crying into this world

"This world of pain
is a world of pain
and yet..."

And yet...
Ian Joseph Fike
your coming was a thousand chariots
full of cheering warriors and women
you with your Achilles' Heel
buried in your chest

You came fully formed
you had to
your life was a nova
brighter than 10,000 suns
impossible to sustain long

You said without saying
"look at me, do you see it?
Do you see the Great Wheel turning in my face?
Do you see Lila dancing on my lips, Siva Nataraj just above my perfect head?

I wear this angry, red scar down my chest
to show you how hot my heart burns for you!"

Ian, you didn't come into this life
you came out of this life,
An eternal messenger, short on time.