Eternal Wisdom
Reflection
In the depths of time, where shadows whisper secrets,
A figure stands, cloaked in the mantle of ages.
His beard, a river of wisdom, flows like ancient streams,
A testament to the trials and triumphs of countless years.
His eyes, windows to the soul, hold the weight of the cosmos,
Yet they also cradle the warmth of a gentle heart.
The hat, a crown of earth and sky, speaks of journeys untold,
Each fold a story, each thread a memory.
The light, soft and ethereal, dances upon his face,
Highlighting the creases that are maps of experience.
It is not just a portrait, but a mirror,
Reflecting the inner landscapes of those who gaze.
For in his gaze, we see ourselves,
The echoes of our own journeys,
The whispers of our own wisdom yet to be found.
He is the keeper of time, the guardian of truth,
A beacon of hope in the ever-turning tides of life.
Let his presence be a reminder:
That within each of us lies a wellspring of wisdom,
Waiting to be unearthed, to be shared,
To guide us through the labyrinth of our own existence.
Eternal Wisdom, a guide through the unknown,
A light in the darkness, a voice in the silence.
May his presence inspire us to seek, to learn, to grow,
And to carry the torch of knowledge forward,
For the journey is never truly alone.