john evans
the old wiseman
I once found a man
sitting under a tree
at the edge of a river
that had no name.
I asked him
if the river flowed free.
He said,
I am
I asked him
on a clear day how far he could see
He said,
I am
I asked him
how warm is the noonday sun.
He said,
I am
I asked him what he was
since it was the only thing he seemed to know
He said,
I am the river flowing free,
I am as far as you can see,
I am the warmth of the noonday sun
I am this very tree,
and I am the blue of all the seas,
for you see,
I am. posted: june 26, 2005 | 11:37 am