Steve Tipton sent the following poem for Silas. He forwarded the photo of Silas he'd received for Silas's widow Beverly.
For Silas
In God we trust, let’s say, and ask
who else comes up along the way to join us
and become a friend for life, a companion
side by side on the road, face to face in the moment,
with good, sure hands, steady on the job,
agile at play. Swing that hammer, hit that ball!
Alive to joy, aware of loss, awake to care,
One to clear our mind, fill our heart, light our way.
The good man has no shape, some say,
and everyone is good in their own way--
a child of God, point of light, wave of wonder--
even if a little off, selfish or sleepy. Then
it’s time to go. Ready or not, we rise
to give our all, if we’re lucky or blessed,
with all the goodness, grace, and generosity
of spirit Silas shared with us in the flesh.
ST
12/21/22
Silas Hoadley cuke page - in case you're not aware that Silas died, just go to his cuke page for more.
photo by Beverly Saito
