Taoist

He was a man of infinite wisdom, A man with esoteric knowledge And an alignment with nature. So affable was he, his people Cherished his presence whenever He would roam amongst them. A shy and timid man by nature, But with the spirit of a warrior. Humble in his ways, succinct With his words. A highly honourable Soul, that radiated through his eyes. With his shining brow, he led the way. Though his people loved him so, He preferred solitude amongst The trees and critters of all sorts. Every person in his tribe, wished To emulate his Being, but he never Made them feel unworthy of his time. He never spoke often, but would Always listen to those around him With great reverence and patience. He would sometimes wander off Into the woods for days at a time. Always returning with gifts and Depending on the season, he would Also bring back food for all. ‘Til one day, he never returned to The village. For he just kept on Wandering farther away. Some say he was a sacred vision, Others say he went to pass away. Whatever the case may be, this man Was but a man who understood “The Way.” My insight into Taoism.