His presence is like the first rays of sunshine that touches your skin as a new day dawns.

His voice is a gentle breeze that rustles leaves on a tree branch and makes the flowers in the fields dance to a rhythm not heard but simply felt.

His soul radiates light in a dark world as a star does in the inky black expanse of the night sky.

He is the entire universe encapsulated into a single form. His magic and awe molded into flesh and bones.

For me...I simply call him my friend.