Anchorage, Alaska
Peter
Recently a friend passed away. In homage is my poem to him.
Peter, it was always great
When we talked on different matters
It was not about sports, hockey or tennis
Certainly not about baseball batters
You did believe that game competition was good
That a team must learn to sometimes lose
In essence you were simply saying
Humility is like the healing of a wound or bruise
I always felt a commonality with you
The fact is we hail from the same country
And shared passion for stellar presentation
You always said something sweeter than a plum tree
You hit the spot with your message of wellness
Of values, protocol, manners, and respect
Motivational words that ring so true
Leaving your listeners with spellbound affect
Peter, you were traveling the world by air
And speaking in style like a paragon
Displaying those powerful bullet points
While I was on my own walking marathon
You’d tell followers, “If you can’t be on time
At least be early,” you’d add
It was important to you that people walk their talk
That integrity should become the real fad
- Composed by Bhaktimarga Swami, The Walking Monk
May the Source be with you!
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