In the second largest peninsula of the East somewhere,
A man's name meant ,"A Priest Beyond Compare",
He may have no tantras or mantras of devotion,
But created community of creative emotion!
Of mature souls holding an amateur pen,
No discriminations between any women or men.
He let them sigh and cry ,smile and laugh,
To show a path to lives that coudn't express enough.
He let them write  whatever came to them,
He let them read beyond their...