Scribbled Wisdom
Reflection
In the lines of his face, a story unfolds,
A map of memories, etched by time's hands.
The scribbles that dance upon his skin,
Are whispers of a life, lived and loved within.
His eyes, like windows to the soul,
Reflect the depths of a wisdom, earned and made whole.
The texture of his skin, a testament to years gone by,
A topography of laughter, tears, and sighs.
The background, a canvas of worn pages and ink,
A palimpsest of thoughts, and stories left to sink.
In this portrait, we see a life in all its complexity,
A mix of joy and sorrow, of light and shadow's duality.
A reminder that our stories are etched on our faces,
And that the wisdom we gain, is a treasure to be cherished and placed.