A light that has not flickered
A heart no size can hold
A squint, an easy laugh, the wooden matches
and pipe and boots and large belt buckle -
the love for all musics and his fiddle
and for every way of thought
that we have given voice to -
the standing for the greater good
of all who speak, the raising up
of the beauty of their words
so all of us can see -
these all are notes of purest song
that we his friends do not forget.
He has shown us always quiet ways,
the humble ones, the way of listening
the blessing way, the way of Sun.
Haj
3.X.MMI.
The House & Woods
Scituate
Last changed 5 November 2001
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