It is not easy for me to formulate a wish for him. I think and think and everything that comes to my mind, would have changed what was the whole of his life. I feel that everything he lived makes sense to me, it fits perfectly.
But, being naughty, I wish him he'd had met me one of those starry nights outdoors. I would had listened to him attentively, my heart open to his, sharing, understanding and keeping him company.
I imagine it as a bubble of Numis'OM brought into his last lifetime. Something to give him some air in hard times. Then I'd desappear, leaving behind only a shadow of remembrance, almost like a dream.
