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So, the master builder, the old architect
Hung up his tools and left

His wine half drunk,
Put out his pipe and left

Silenced his music,
Read his book incomplete, and left

But that he left of 'himSELF':
His valuable impressions,
His art, architecture and monuments

The fond memories of his drunkenness
The delightful aroma of his home..his presence

The sound of his music
Every moment of his teachings

..All aside

He left behind
A unique Love
Placed in the heart of his admirers….. his friends

We are forever intoxicated with this love
And burn with the sorrow….. the pain of his absence.

Ramak & Mike Knibbs