(Return to Visalia Friends Meeting Home Page) For Bard from Krishna Today my world has shrunk a little bit. Words written soon after hearing of Bard's passing Jan 21-2002 When the tree swallow flies out of her nest As soars over the cliffs and trees They soar with Bard's spirit. When the grape from the frozen ground Breaks out in small green leaf Pushing up hope and fruit They push up Bard's spirit When that large Kumquat tree Will in time my garden overpower Only Bard an I know it started With a cutting from Bard's acre!! Goodbye Bard, Friend, gentle giant Lover of Birds and all things free It is only sad that you leave us to mourn Whilst you yourself are free!! That last trip I will well remember In open and in vast spaces Looking for birds, the seeing of swallows Among many giants have I walked But of them you are the tallest of them all. Krishna Seshan