Sage
by: Haresh Daswani

Amidst the crowd of men,
Saturated on a dusty plaza street,
Unnoticed is the wise and simple,
Appearances dragged through time,
And while time decays,
Time flourishes…

His experiences many,
Vicarious as if time was never,
His ears and eyes have no utility,
For it would be better not used…

Blind and deaf,
And filled with experience,
He knows what is knowledge,
And he got it aplenty,
In the busy plaza streets,
He finds silence,
Amidst the sight of waste and sadness,
He finds joy…

He narrates what he sees and what he hears,
Description of where he and we truly live…
Things never seen with the eyes,
Never heard with the ears…

His eyes has always been open,
And his ears, sharper still,
After all, he wasn’t blind or deaf,
We are…