Came across this poem from a friends Facebook page. It seemed apropriate for Zeke.
And If I Go While You’re Still Here (by Emily Dickinson)
And if I go, while you’re still here…
Know that I live on,
Vibrating to a different measure
Behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
So you must have faith.
I wait for the time when we can soar together again,
Both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to the fullest
And when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart,
…I will be there.