A somber silence enveloped the world’s face
Earth becoming once more a colder place.
A love is lost, a color fades
Lonely guitar weeps in shades.
But his smile spreads beyond time
We will not be there, in his storyline.
Perhaps universe with all its daze
Is the creation of his unique gaze.
The raindrops are his precious tears
The sunlight: ray of his joyful cheers.
The rivers overflow whenever a legend dies
Sky opens its arms and his soul flies.
In his tragic passing, any people would grieve
But through his art, he’ll never leave.