For Kostas, Who Rode the Light

 

For Kostas, Who Rode the Light

(Kostas Babatsias † 17. Juni 2025)

 

He served with joy, with open hand,
a gentle heart, a quiet stand,
he made confused moments quickly clear
in laugh warm for children's cheer. 

He ran a place where souls could rest,
a table full, a life well blessed,
he walked the big, gracious mile
with every plate and every smile. 

A father’s hug, a friend so true,
a light that shone in all he'd do,
just love and kindness, but not for fame,
no boast, no need to chase or claim.

 

But fate is blind and roads are cruel,
it broke the calm, it bent the rule.
a flash of night, a shattered cry
and just like that, he soared the sky.

 

He calls through stars, through sea and flame,
we speak his soul when we say his name,
yet even now, he does not cease,
he rides the winds, he breathes in peace.

 

So grieve, but let your spirit mend:
He lived, he loved, he was our friend
and though the accident may steal the breath,
it cannot stop anything that lives past death.

  

2025©G.Tzivras