The Sage's Gaze

In the depths of his eyes, a world of wisdom resides, A sage's introspection, where thoughts and dreams collide. His beard, a flowing river of silver and gold, A testament to the ages, stories untold. The turban wraps his brow, a symbol of his might, A guardian of knowledge, in the still of night. The canvas whispers secrets, of a life well-lived, A journey through the ages, where love and loss are given. In every line and curve, a tale is spun, Of a soul that has traversed, the depths of the human heart, and won. His gaze pierces through, the veil of time, A connection to the past, a bridge to the divine. In his presence, we find solace, a sense of peace, A reminder of the wisdom, that our own hearts release.