The Sage

She danced beside me in many years of fascination ephemeral delicate, a willows branch in a breeze of ballet I loved her then to the fullness of my cup and she drank the wine poured from my heart Through season together we squandered naught but breath perchance then the exhalations gave birth unknown untrodden vistas of imagination to send resplendent to the stars a tiny drop of love Those days in which we did not care, and did not know but left all to fate, all to faith and all for every moment I loved her, yes with the fullness of my cup that sweet essence to life offered up For a life times lessons in wisdom she brought to echo upon my dull ears Perchance the truth so much wiser she than me And now dancing into untrodden vistas she has taken her path and I with this memory begin to see love of its own beauty will always increase endlessly now many a pilgrim seeks to learn this from me I drink the wine she poured from her heart more enlightenment am I able to offer them ? In my silence her continued composition of all in fate, of all in faith and all for this very moment.