Alone in crowds of caring people, aging with wisdom in hand.
Carrying incitive advice in cupped hands, pouring forth with
statements meant to ease life's strains of turmoil.
Picking up on what's not said, reading between the lines and
aiming straight for the problems at hand.
Inviting solutions into existence while sitting on the side-
lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem