Always with a cause!
Happy to advocate and agitate.
Boldly blue, beyond interests in fashionistas,
Satisfied to challenge and discomfort.
Whatever was normal or acceptable to others
was a glove laid down before you -
an opportunity to redefine directions and frameworks,
an invitation to explore creative designs and wonder...
Always wonder.
Convention defined as passé,
you preferred to write the rules for life -
rules made to be adjusted as new ideas came to mind.
Willing venturer and turn-to best man
for so many, who knew you stood for their aspirations.
Brides so you treat me the way they prayed to be treated,
With devotion, respect, adoration and soul-deep love,
the kind that offers the choicest morsels
to take pleasure in the ensuing pure delight.
So much for convention!
You taught me disdain
for those who hide behind protocols and procedures,
as methods for dismissing justice and humanity.
You recognised veiled greed and irresponsibility
and called it out.
Forgive me for lacking your courage.
Courage.
I would not have thought possible
the learning journey of the final years,
each step an act of determination and defiance.
Others talk of battles, but not you.
You stated clearly your decision not to be defined by the illness,
but instead you chose to lay claim to living -
to adopt each day as a project of accomplishment.
Thus, convention is dismissed
as inadequate to the task of living life
in its purest, most courageous form...
- its bluest form.
(C) A A Koh-Butler, 2020
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