To the thirsty, you gave water tasting sweet
To the hungry, you shared food at your retreat
To the suffering always an healing balm
All with a smiling countenance ever so calm
Your knowledge a million libraries cannot hold
Your memory of lifetimes far beyond logic's fold
You walked the sacred Arunachala hill and earth
And going proved Your - Self beyond the realms of death
You still live and talk to all who seek and search like me
A growing presence of silence and of grace for all eternity......
growing presence of silence and grace, wonderful writing, thanks. please read my poems and comment,
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A Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing with us.