Something in the air

Words for a departing knowledge leader

Something in the air is a story about the telling of stories,

if you’re ever down the road I’m gone or wondering

where the finesses of yesteryear might have got to.  They

are far away, my friends.  They’re far away and over the hills

and topknots off to them for all aye that eyes them.  You

have responsibilities, as you know.  Responsibilities

to all the topknots and topwon’ts and topshouldn’ts

of yesteryear.  These could be the finesses in your matrix

of responsibilities, so it’s rather like a policy approach —

only better at capturing, pathwaying, opportunitying.

If you’re ever down the road I’m gone or wondering

what happened to the responsibilities of yesteryear,

do not fear the knots in your tops; do not fear the hills

of a long way off; rather, hear the air telling something

about telling; hear its matrix; hear its might.  Yesteryear,

when we rang the major changes, there was a climate

of fear, an unfortunate climate.  Much of that has changed

since we initiated the matrix.  My accuser was a piper’s son

who learned to play when he was young.  The fearful now are

far away – my friends, but far away – in their airs and their

finesses.