for Daniel Whitworth 1993-2014

When I see him I have to smile.
Heavy music becomes light as a feather.
Money from my pocket 
flies towards him like ecstatic dogs.
Frostbites chill out.

World champion he is
of endless fascinating things.
Today we dig to Australia.
Tomorrow swim to the new world.

All of life readily shows
family traits and values,
and we make a cast-iron case
for driftwood and cloud also.

The philosophy of the poet is 
hidden in this thicket,
yet radiant from the first line.