PANKAJANGHRI He was a fellow perceptively mellow He arrived with his brother to follow
At the beck and call of Mahaprabhu
In a land of mist and morning dew
From there on, it was all over
Worldliness gone/personal makeover
A dedication to good deed and thought
Attention to all His Divine Grace brought
He learned, he grew, and did so glow
Teaching others what he did know
On the subject of worship and wisdom
In an atmosphere of devotional rhythm
Like the Ganges with her endless liquidity
His service was one of constant fluidity
He stood at the feet of Lion Sublime
Both shone each day at the regular time
I don’t recall him ever in a rage
That’s because he was a genuine sage
He was an anchor for half of a century
Within which his bhakti grew exponentially
A role model, our dear Pankajanghri
Powerfully at peace wherever he be ~ Bhaktimarga Swami |
