The Sage's Gaze
Reflection
In the depths of his eyes, a story unfolds,
Of trials and wisdom, of trials told.
The weight of years, the lines on his face,
A map of the journey, through time and space.
His gaze is a window, to the soul within,
A reflection of the wisdom, he has lived to win.
The grey scarf, a cloak of dignity and age,
Wraps around him, like a mantle of sage.
In the darkness, he stands, a beacon of light,
Guiding us forward, through the darkest night.
His presence is calming, his eyes a gentle breeze,
That soothes the soul, and brings us to our knees.
In his wisdom, we find, a path to tread,
A journey of self, where love and truth are spread.