~For Moji~
Broody mist casts a dark mask
Around the mountains of Theth.
Though I can still feel the sun’s warmth,
See its shining light breaking through.
The brightest start burning in the Universe,
The oldest soul I know, Moji joon.
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You tell me we’ve met
In possibly your lowest, most dark hour.
But believe me when I tell you
Your magnificent aura is as equally as powerful.
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Charismatic and engaging,
Walking calculator, erudite philosopher.
Energy people magnet towards
Emitting unconditional empathy for all.
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The most hospitable, self-sacrificing human
Who will t’aarof until he dies.
Inquisitive and intelligent
Spurring those around him to stop, think and ask, “Why?”
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Exceptional attention to detail
Unseen by the common eye,
Spotting Stalinist honeycomb waffles
And an off-duty Admiral in disguise.
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Cheshire Cat your spirit animal-
Playful, enigmatic and hypnotizing.
I know you prefer to imagine tiger
I’ll let you think so – just stay smiling.
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An engineering mastermind,
Psychological guru who keeps all guessing.
You have peoples’ personalities figured out
Before they’ve managed to slip four words in.
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Always seeking to further educate yourself,
Spreading love, generosity, beauty and truth.
Inspiring your peers and even acquaintances
To awaken their dormant philanthropist.
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I cherish your uniqueness
Moji and original have one ‘O’ – two aren’t allowed.
Your ‘Hawaiian’ shirt and exuberant dance moves
Never being swept up by the mentality of the crowd.
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Forever I will treasure
Our adventures, love and riddles,
Our appreciation for all the intricacies overlooked
In this world so dear and miniscule.
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Massages and movie nights
The whacky connection between our zany heads.
Stars in our very own Absurdist play
Baffled by that wooden bit of the egg.
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Your soul is certainly beyond old
It’s an ancient force of wisdom,
Reincarnated to transcend the ages:
Astronomer, Emperor, Scholar, Wizard.
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Perhaps in a past life
You really were a wise old sage?
Bestowing your teaching and guidance
To me your little protégé.
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I suppose we’ve relieved that tale
Over the previous year haven’t we?
My life in Berlin without you
I can’t bare to fathom the possibility.
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So, as this blinding mist
Blanketing Theth will pass,
So too will the darkness
Clouding the course of your path.
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Take it step by step
Reach out to your wealth of friends.
Let go of perfection, your crippling pride-
You’re human – we understand.
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And may the brightest star in the Universe,
The oldest soul I know,
Shine to his upmost greatness again.
I’ll be beside you in awe and admiration
Of your magnificent, illustrious glow.
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We will write our chapter in Iran
Then onto Australia,
To pay homage to our undying friendship
Which to each other has been a savior.
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For your love, care, generosity, wisdom,
Farsi and all things farcical
I give you my most warm, heartfelt mamnoon.
All of my love
Plus an eternal hug
Your beloved Ellen joon.
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