You stood tall among
all the crouching figures;
with a heart so pure
like the water in a lake;
with a smile so pleasant
like the sun,
rising slowly
in a darkened world;
and with a pen
which saw
nothing but fairness and morals.
You wrote with a heart so pure,
with a pen so harsh.
You were a joyful personality
with a soul so calm and so kind,
bringing a Thera to shame.
You were alone in this world,
yet you had people around you;
You knew each of them so well
seeing through their hallucinations.
Your words of wisdom
we’ll never forget;
The accurate choices you made
will endure till the end;
Your honesty is still
being spoken of;
While your absence
is felt deeply within.
One last word from me,
Puwa:
Wherever you are,
Whoever you are,
You have us,
Your children.
Kavindri Jayasekera,
(grandniece) |
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