FIRST IMPRESSION
With quiet compassion, in touch with his soul,
He flows with the river, emotionally whole.
An old friend of suffering, acquainted with love,
He treads the earth lightly, as below, so above.
His gift from communion with nature is peace,
He shares this gift freely, his heart is at ease.
Solitude is his temple where silent thoughts blend
And I hope in these thoughts I'm considered a friend.
Inner merging of gentleness, strength I admire
Allows the free flowing of dreams and desire.
His path is integrity, love flavoured with reason,
He walks the path softly in touch with all seasons.
