I find it difficult, to meet this one,
My search has traveled far,
Well beneath the setting sun,
Seems the distance of a star.
Heard a story of one who knows,
Contentment is his guide,
Moving calmly, nothing slows,
His pace is kept inside.
They say his eyes burn with light,
Deep down, to the soul,
If he answer’s, it’s always right,
Patience made him whole.
A kindly smile upon his face,
As if I know him well,
Soft voice, filled with grace,
Magically casts his spell.
Must move along, with the wind,
Find him and proclaim,
I’ve come too far, to rescind,
Humility is his name.
G.R. Gaus
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/humility-32/
