Legacy of a non-conformist

This tender plot is more than he owned
in a lifetime. He rented houses and hours;
while others saved and bought, he gave away;
that crows would one day trespass on his bones
and shrews and mice intrude, was no cause for concern.
He gave the earth its due and traveled light,
but tipped his inclination to the sky;
here he planted flags in heavy clouds
(as some called him a fool), his midnight
and his noon inversed. A giver,
his goodwill left to probate, he was
never a savvy investor and leaves
no gold nor earthly estate, only a silver
ribbon of grave and an acre on the moon.