Adieu, Wise Friend

O wise man, I bid thee farewell,
My sail is cast, the winds compel.
Your staff for long my steps did guide,
Gave me home in this ocean wide.
My tears resting within my palm,
Rippled your face, lucid and calm.

When the wolves prowled through the town’s dark,
You gave me shield, a light to hark.
When bitter scorn from their eyes fled,
To the strength within your words led.
When luring looks the circus spoke,
Your eyes kept strong, firm as an oak.

The parting of mother and child
Trembles the heart with a beat wild,
And yet, part they must and set free
The bond that breathed wide as the sea.
Mayhap again their ships one day
Shall meet and walk along the way.

For now,

O wise man, I bid thee farewell,
My sail is cast, the winds compel.