There once was an old man,
He was very wise,
You knew him once,
But do not remember with the mind.
He sat at the bottom of a tree,
Even the birds of the air were his friends.
There was a pool nearby and
It reflected Heaven itself.
He would gaze deeply into the pool,
In the day time it sparkled with the sun
And by night it reflected moon and stars.
It was always silent and never rippled,
It was so situated, that it could only reflect
The beauty of Heaven and light.
The old man saw only peace and beauty there.
Such is the reward of a tranquil mind,
A soul at peace.
© Elizabeth Anderson 1972
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