Wednesday, 12 May 2021

Tuesday, May 4th, 2021

Room at 243, Toronto




Another friend passed away from Covid in Mayapur, India. Bless his soul. He had taken me to the Ganges more than once for dispersing ashes of acquaintances. My poem dedicated to him.




He was a fellow perceptibly mellow

He arrived with his brother to follow


At the beck and call of Mahaprabhu

In a land of mist and morning dew


From there on, it was all over

Worldliness gone/personal makeover


A dedication to good deed and thought

Attention to all His Divine Grace brought


He learned, he grew, and did so glow

Teaching others what he did know


On the subject of worship and wisdom

In an atmosphere of devotional rhythm


Like the Ganges with her endless liquidity

His service was one of constant fluidity


He stood at the feet of Lion Sublime

Both shone each day at the regular time


I don’t recall him ever in a rage

That’s because he was a genuine sage


He was an anchor for half of a century

Within which his bhakti grew exponentially


A role model, our dear Pankajanghri

Powerfully at peace wherever he be

~ Bhaktimarga Swami©


May the Source be with you!

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