Tyler Charleston
July 23, 1990 ~ November 9, 2003
I wasn’t the giver of the light although I was its keeper and after bestowing upon it a name,
Together we enjoyed a favorable relationship that spanned many a year.
This light was innocent and unknowing and in it’s every day existence it gave to me a pure and unconditional love
Expecting nothing in return but the basic necessities of life.
Like no other being on earth this light seemed to flicker and mourn in my absence,
And would shine brightly when I would reappear as if to celebrate my return.
I did not deserve such true devotion for due to the nature of my being
I could not participate fully in the exchange of such a selfless love.
In taking on the long term commitment of caring for the light,
I had to make many decisions that impacted it’s comfort and well being.
In doing so it was subjected to many hardships that could not be avoided due to circumstances far beyond my control.
Over the span of time the fuel that kept the light burning bright began to deplete,
And it pulled at my heartstrings to watch it’s daily struggle.
Being its keeper it fell upon me to make the ultimate decision when and where the light should be extinguished.
I loathed this authority for it gave to me a power beyond my desire, permeating my hours with anguish and grief.
I knew that the time had come as a calm fell upon my soul on a bright November morning.
I set forth methodically to carry out the mission that had been set down before me.
The light faded to a glimmer and then disappeared without a trace,
Leaving behind the vessel that carried it through its long life’s journey.
I have tucked away the sadness of this day,
To be retrieved at such a time when I have the strength to cry the tears that the light so deserved.
Though its physical presence is no longer within my view,
I feel its Spirit in the sun that warms my face today.
Farewell to you my Beacon, I will carry your Radiance Forever in my Heart
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