PANKAJANGHRI
He was a fellow perceptibly mellow
He arrived with his brother to follow
At the beck and call of Mahaprabhu
In a land of mist and morning dew
From there on, it was all over
Worldliness gone/personal makeover
A dedication to good deed and thought
Attention to all His Divine Grace brought
He learned, he grew, and did so glow
Teaching others what he did know
On the subject of worship and wisdom
In an atmosphere of devotional rhythm
Like the Ganges with her endless liquidity
His service was on