A Sage Etched in Time

An overcast sky,Wind is blowing from the sentry depths of the horizon
Leaves crackle amidst
The sound of solitude echoing through the stillness of a lull

A few droplets of rain start to trickle down
I look up and saw clouds being swept away by an endless sea of doubts and fears
There beyond the abyss lies a glimmer of hope,
Or perhaps a small clutch of circumstance

If only I can be more like a sage
Meekly entwined with the wisdom of parallel universes
Perhaps I could figure out a way how
To sail beyond and cleanse my soul from within

The wind blows stronger
The tress started to dance with the vortices of the wind howling through
The branches sway and turn about
It seems as if the tree does not stand any chance
Against the elements which are about to consume it
But, deep within, its roots do not move a bit
A sentiment of the steadfast nature of a memoir

If I can be like that of a tree
I could become more like a sage
Unswerving amidst the gales and squalls of life
Waiting endlessly for forever.
A witness and a living testament to the wrath and fury of the storms of the past
A sage whose memory is enshrined within

As the storm passed, a clear and vibrant sky awaits
The tree goes on living as if nothing had happened
However, its legacy eternally etched onto the land upon which it stands
I know that I can be like a tree, a sage, a proof of life

As I sat beside it,
I still hear the crackling of the leaves as the breeze moves through it
I slept and my thoughts went yonder
To the realm of parallel universes
As I woke up, I saw the sun starting to set
Evoking a sense of nostalgia from within
Of the past whose memories
Is a secret only I can tell

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