In memory of Brett Sylum Bard

Sylum has lost his poet, Brett/Chase. I am not one of the lucky one that had the chance to talk to him, 
so I will let others mourn the brother, the mate and the friend. 
I can only mourn the poet. With Brett Sylum has lost his Homer, his Ossian, his bard. 
Of the many voices Sylum has, His was the one able to take the everyday events in the life of the Clan
 and bring them to a superior level, that of poetry. 
His voice sounded clear like the lakes of his beloved Scotland, pure like mountain air in an sunny winter morning. 
His voice, like the voices of all great poets was the collective voice of Sylum sublimated. 
His loss has left all of us silent, subdued, because we have lost our voice.

 May the Muses welcome you in the Elysian Fields our Poet. Your words and the inspiration in them will not be forgotten.

Title: Remember Me

Author: Brett

 

'Remember Me'

 

Remember me,

as once I was...

Remember me,

the soul you lost...

Remember me,

for what we were...

Remember me,

however far...

Remember me,

in all you do...

Remember me,

for love and truth...

Remember me,

for while I'm gone...

Remember me.