A message came from biggest fan That says he misses me, And hopes that everything’s alright Or that it soon will be. He’s looking forward to a word Of news or poetry A casual comment, or absurd, Imagined fantasy. By tone it’s clear that he is fine, And needs nothing from me, But knowledge that his friend’s aware Of dreams that yet could be. Accepting of my joy and pain, The visions that I see, His judgments never do congeal Or drive me up a tree. A presence that is always real And not just scenery, A friend who’s not afraid to walk In faith upon the sea! Brian Johnston February 16, 2015