Quietly by the stream he sat with random thought
Absorbing sounds profound, and oh so clear
Water's symphony plays on rocks and rills
At peace within himself and all the world

With pen in hand he touches pad with care
Warm words of beauty flow straight from his heart
He waits not on a muse but plunges in
With memories long thought to be obscure

Reflections of his life now brought to view
His pen transcribes the joy of inner man
Humility and grace were all he sought
Riches and fame were naught of great appeal

His mirrored soul proclaimed a life of love
For all who dwelt with him in modest home
A wife and child confirm his diligence
Word's transformation affirmed in poet's bliss


Quietly by the stream he sat with random thought
Absorbing sounds profound, and oh so clear