To us, he was a mountain:
A grand and stirring spectacle.
Always resilient to the changing weather
He captured our heart with kindness.
To us, he was a enigma:
Able to hold onto the mighty
By the application of a rare gift:
He captured their minds with wisdom.
To me, he was a rock
On which, in my turmoil, I crashed.
Always stable, wise and kind
He captured me forever.
David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )
Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry for Business : Continuing Conversations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. A WISE AND RETIRING MAN. Page Number 5.