Wise old man

Lorenz

I met this wise old man

who plays  melodies in the clouds.

He sometimes looks  chinese 

with a hint of greek shepherd 

old porcelan Buddha patina .

he doesn't make rain or shine 

distractedly  reading his newspaper.

Wise old men know their place 

they like Mozart and Pavarotti 

enjoying a cappuccino  in Vienna

and long strands of white sand .

These gentlemen, speaking

swiss from the mountains 

 flemish of the shorelines 

and french in  ''un sonnet pour Helene ''...

I met a old wise man 

who has no dog to accompany him

he only loves the free cat people

roaming the rooftops .

I met  this old sage 

who always has his morning coffee

at the same table .

He casts  an amusing glance

to the pretty absent girls

tasting a croissant mood

 and delegating  with elegant manners

 to their cup of tea,the power

to decide of who not to look at ...

I came across this old thinker 

from one ocean port to the other 

passager on a vintage transatlantic 

philosophizing  with Hemingway 

on the queen Mary or normandy deck

who knows ? Lost memory...

And closing the great book of centuries.

Wise old man, out of a children's book

or isn't it just my reflection  

in the distorted mirror  of reality ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: November 5th, 2024 07:30
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 13
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  • sorenbarrett

    Could be. Wisdom grows like the trunk of a tree discarding those branches not needed. After years only what is important remains. A lovely write so well worded and very reflective of those things that hold meaning.

    • Lorenz

      And never forget your childlike soul !

      • sorenbarrett

        That my friend is the root

      • Ellen Marsell

        Such exquisite writing!
        Wisdom is not just knowledge and years, but the ability to savor the moment, to observe and see the world with greater depth and simplicity. I think of it this way.

        • Lorenz

          The wisdom of the craziest !

        • NafisaSB

          beautiful. enjoyed reading it..

          • Lorenz

            Thank you Nafisa !



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