I have a gift that tells no lies, It promises the highest highs. A cut above the satisfactions Found in commerce and transactions. A tonic from the daily stress A cure a savior. I am blessed,
So then adieu, beloved comrade And bravo! Now take a bow. Bask in your standing ovation Ant the adoration of the crowds Of Buddhas who now greet you And of those who wave goodbye.
Your very life,a jewel a gift, Contained within the time thay fits. The space in which your contribution Comes now to its own Fruition. When all that you have said and done is valued,
All that you have given me is present in my victory, Everything I'll ever be is grown from seeds you tended. All that I will ever do, Is made from what I learned from you.
There she goes again that phoenix Lilting through the skies. Not daunted by the sharp descents Nor dazzled by the heights. She navigates the coming winds So dexterous and so sure.