Dear Larry,
as the winter winds travel across Wyoming’s landscape
the swirling snow releases its memories of you, lost upon Casper Mountain
its frigid touch awakens me to imagine your
aloneness in that wilderness of blinding snow
cries, deafened by the river of winds,
calling out in hope for
a human form to emerge out of the whiteness
the warmth of a human hand
the sound of a voice, comforting you
to accompany you home.
as I become lost within this winter’s swirling thoughts
the river winds tear into my soul
releasing tears arising from
the darkness of grief’s aloneness, seeking
a knowing to emerge out of ignorance’s darkness
you found peace
within a loving presence
that embraced you
and accompanied you home –
until then may refuge be found within the nature of things.
a meditative journey 
I’m sorry for the loss that prompted this post. The words beautifully express the grief and longing of the situation. I hope for peace and refuge as you move forward.
thank you for your kind words …
Wow! I’m almost without words reading this tribute. You have truly expressed the essence of this special person in your poem.
thank you for your words … brought to mind Kahlil Gibran’s words on joy and sorrow, “when you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.” Yes, special.