The Weathered Sage
Reflection
In the depths of his eyes, a story unfolds,
A testament to trials, to moments of gold.
The weight of his years, etched on his face,
A map of the journey, through time and its pace.
His gaze, a window to the soul's dark night,
Yet, in its depths, a spark of wisdom takes flight.
The fabric that wraps him, worn and frayed,
Echoes the resilience, of a spirit not swayed.
In every wrinkle, a tale of love and strife,
A life lived fully, in the ebb and flow of life.
This portrait of a man, with eyes so profound,
Invites us to reflect, on our own journey's ground.
To see in his weathered skin, our own stories told,
And in his steadfast gaze, a wisdom to behold.