the sage

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 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”