As I listen to the whispers
that call from far away
Echoes of forgotten thoughts
of things I had to say
Faded gentle gestures
Of years now long gone by
Jaded now by memories
Of tears I’ve had to cry
Cast about by the awesome tides
in wisdoms weary wake
Set adrift from comforts bay
By thoughts I now forsake
Set upon a seekers path
In wisdoms noble quest
A search to find, if I in kind
Will stand to knowledge's test
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