The Sage
Alone, aloof, atop a hill there lived
A sage whose renowned insight I sought
To gain. Trekking, trudging I soon arrived
Exhausted-- Price to pay for abstract thought.
Upon my reaching wisdom's only door
I ventured--dared- an undertaking knock.
"Whose forceful rap I hear, I implore?"
He asked. "A knowledge seeker, please unlock
The mysteries of life, I'm looking for."
"You that entreats abstruse profundity
Request to borrow secrets from my door?"
"Yes Master, my climb was steep and weary."
"You are a fool! Effort was all in vain
Wisdoms door is closed until it's gained.”
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