GeorgeA Poem by Bob BHe walks in the footsteps that few can tread. His gentle voice is commanding-- Not in a commandeering manner, But full of understanding,
Kindness, compassion, patience, and peace. There's no way to measure The love that permeates his being. His words: a priceless treasure.
While others with judgmental views Tear the world apart, This man has not one speck Of hatred in his heart.
Deep humility guides his steps And isn't a mere abstraction. Passion for humanity Governs his every action.
You mean Christ, you say to me With words one could defend. Christ? No, I mean George,* My school chum and my friend.
(6-28-17) By Bob B
*The Eleventh Bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of New Jersey © 2017 Bob B |
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