Wisdom Visited
WISDOM VISITED
THE visitor denied a knock
upon the weathered oak
of my door.
Startled firstly by the sight
of a person standing here
upon my floor.
His travels did surely age
such genteel features
and ancient eyes so brilliant!
Before great solidity I almost spoke
then instinct clearly took me whole
-- hush and listen to the voice!
The words were wisdom,
a gift beyond most priceless treasure
"Farewell my friend!"
And hope we meet again.
:: ~ ::
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