“...The Dying of the Light”

The gentle Lion who now roars

At the fleeting moments – near;

He will soon leave as he lived-

Quietly, but with a resoluteness

That has and will continue to be

A strength for all who know and love

This Lion of a man - with the gentle hands

And that played musically upon our hearts...

 

Roar, Roar, Roar -

away “the dying of the light”.

(Ronald Noffsinger July 9, 2010)