you are safe
with your built-in principles
gauges of the sages
in all ages
that when something or someone
a cure-all
or a please-all
or an offer of the whole world
right in the opening palms of his hands
you always tell me
'oh my, this is something too good to be true'
and you say no
and you are safe and at the end i am amazed
you have always been right.
out you go, now in the far away land, contented, looking at all of us
we feel we are all fools
and he is there smiling as the great wise man
his feet rooted to the realities of the earth
his hands stretching to the possibilities of heaven
and i think, he is correct,
and i admit, i still need to learn a lot of things from him.
a friend who tells me who am i really.
no holds bar.
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