<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><div style="text-align: center;" class=""><img apple-inline="yes" id="421298D3-BF7D-46DB-952C-CCC3E206936F" src="cid:1D21B40E-60BF-40AD-A278-719080B4348E" class=""></div><div style="text-align: center;" class="">Leib, OAIS & Francie</div><span style="font-size: 16px;" class=""><div class=""><span style="font-size: 16px;" class=""><br class=""></span></div>~~~I was asked to post what I had written and read to Oasis yesterday at his Living Memorial ~~~</span><div style="font-size: 16px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="" class="">Written for Oasis ~ Jan. 9<sup class="" style="">th</sup>. 2009 on his 70<sup class="" style="">th</sup> B-day (his B-day is 7th) ~ Presented at his Living Memorial gathering at the Caspar Community Center 7/29/21</div><div style="font-size: 16px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><div style="font-size: 16px;" class=""><span class=""> </span>~~~This is a poem about a Wild lover man poet I know ~~~ The first time I laid eyes on him he was dancing and I recognized the genuine article embodied in his fullness ~~ the hat was the tip off and like spots on a Leopard or stripes of a Zebra or the long neck of a Giraffe or the mane of a Lion ~~ this was the real article ~~ only this Wildman was a man on the prowl for Love ~~~ the way love seeks it's self ~ out in the open with nothing to hide ~ nothing to be ashamed of ~ guiltless as the Archetype it's self ~ full of love's presence for anyone who dares to dance the dance of Love ~This is a dangerous cat~! And the danger was in loosing one's self on the dance floor of life ~~ This wild man called to the wild man in me ~~~~ to dance and sing, play music, read poetry or simply to express in any form through any channel of loves expression~. I loved this wild man when he first showed up but I watched for a while in the way the curious do ~~~ from the side lines checking him out to see if I was safe being me, like he was being him ~ the concern of course had to do with sanity~ my God I could loose my self in Love and what would become of me~? I,I,I, might become like him... or was that OK~? This wild man of love showed up so often and in so many true and authentic ways and spread so much of the magic of love and Self-expression around that eventually I realized the entire community was infected and others were doing the same and so was I~~. </div><div style="font-size: 16px;" class=""><span class=""> </span></div><div style="font-size: 16px;" class="">I became friends with Love's presence and the wild man in me and that wild guy with the unusual hat ~~~~ Once we took a trip far into the woods together and we went way deep into the forest of the Mystery ~~~ After a long night of soul searching and communing with elements of nature we started out heading back home to the Coast ~ the road was foggy and hard to follow but by now I had learned to trust my instinct and my inner sense of direction ~ together in the Mystery of the wild we had come to the edge of the earth we had jumped into the Great Mystery together ~ and now… </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="">I wear a hat~~~~~.</span><span class=""><o:p class=""></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class=""><br class=""></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 16px;"><o:p class=""> </o:p></p></div></body></html>