A wise old Sage in white robes stoodBeneath the circus big top, so goodHe looked up high and saw the trapezeAnd knew that’s where his wisdom would please With steady steps, he climbed the ropeHis robes a-flutter, not a hopeHe reached the platform, took a breathAnd launched himself, with all his strength He flew throughContinue reading “The Sage and the Trapeze”
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The Sage and the Tree
A wise old Sage in white robes stoodBeneath a tree, both tall and goodHe looked up at the leaves so greenAnd pondered what he’d yet to glean With steady steps, he climbed the barkHis robes a-flutter, not a harkHe reached the top and let out a sighFor the view from up there, reached the skyContinue reading “The Sage and the Tree”
The Sage and the Sea
In the depths of the ocean blue,A wise old Sage swam into view.With wrinkles on his weathered face,He swam with grace and steady pace. His hair was white, his eyes were bright,He swam with all his vigour and might.He knew the secrets of the sea,And shared them all generously. He spoke of creatures great andContinue reading “The Sage and the Sea”
The Sage and the Snowman
A wise old Sage, with hair of grey,Once met a snowman on a winter’s day.With twinkling eyes and a smile so kind,He asked the snowman, “What’s on your mind?” The snowman said, “I’m feeling cold,And my nose is looking rather old.I wish that I could be like you,Warm and wise, and full of virtue.” TheContinue reading “The Sage and the Snowman”
The Sage and the Orchestra
With a wave of his hand, The Sage beganAn orchestra at his commandEach note in harmony, each sound so grandHis wisdom and skill, truly a wonder to behold With a nod of his head, the violins playedTheir melodies, soft and sweet, never to fadeThe cellos, so rich, the basses, so boldThe Sage led them all,Continue reading “The Sage and the Orchestra”
The Sage on a bicycle
The wise white haired Sage,In white robes and with a white beard flowing,Riding a bicycle down the hill,On to the mountaintop he is going. His experience infinite, his wisdom so vast,He rides through the forests, through valley and pass,His journey beneath the stars, brings him joy and peace,As he takes in the sights, nature’s beautyContinue reading “The Sage on a bicycle”
The Sage
The Sage upon a mountaintop,With wisdom that would never stop,His teachings were a guiding light,That shone so far and wide and bright. With hair as white as fallen snow,He’d often sit and watch the flow,Of rivers and the passing clouds,And offer wisdom to the crowds. For those who sought to know the way,He’d point towardsContinue reading “The Sage”
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