Wisdom
On ice, where foes may lurk, intent.
A guest they are, with manners fine,
As fluid as thaw, they gracefully shine.
Soft as wood, yet deep as valleys’ sway,
Clear as waters, in the light of day.
Patience they keep, till the mud does settle,
In stillness they stand, storms cannot unsettle.
Not seeking, but ready, like nature’s own,
Welcoming all, with grace they’ve honed.
In their presence, serenity’s embrace,
A wise soul’s essence, in time and space.