17 January 2014

An Ode to Robert Bly

An Ode to Robert Bly

The giving soul of the poet strives against the greedy 
soul of the profiteer.

Who is the champion of rightdoing and who the nemesis 
of wrongdoing?

The sadness of children's screams; the reality of wrongdoing
echoes across the known universe.
Christ weeps for the dead and dying. 

Until love lifts its healing head; we are plagued by hate and
deadly deeds.
The island of tranquility stands alone in a sea of chaos.  

We know it is there. 

Getting to it is not that great.
We have each other the poet pleads.
The greedy look the other way; counting their thirty pieces.

What profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his

Hang in there Ben,

* * *
Thank you so much for those words of encouragement so
many years ago Dave.

I will never forget you, rest in peace my friend.

Until we meet again,

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