For Jaan...

Too good to be true
Source of my imagination
Inspirations ever flowing

The point of origin
For all my creations
The wick for my burning flame.

Salt of the earth
You, who are the one and only.

I may have missed the past thirty years
But I will not miss the next thirty million eons

Encouragement ever withstanding
Ever so mystical... lyrical

Yet, ever so real
Stuff of my dreams
Embodiment in one being

You, too good to be true.