My Brother
A gentle soul walking in the garden of life
Full of hopes and dreams of his future —His music the voice, as words do not always come easy.
I shall always remember his smile and the ways he made me laugh.
May he rest in the clear light of the nature of his mind, open, empty and naked like a cloudless blue sky.
May our happy memories of him shine through the darkness of our sorrow
And teach us all how precious life is.
by Abi
