He went out to get some wisdom.
He told his friends
he’d be back soon,
but, alas, the sky was too blue
and the morning sunlight
was making graceful music.
He stopped at a coffee shop
where a conversation carried him away
on its wings,
and then he saw a man on Main Street
making his life lovely
just by waiting at a crosswalk.
A truck passed him
exactly the way it should,
followed by a wind
that had been wandering across the earth
for eons. It was hours
before he returned to his friends,
for he found some thoughts
flowing like the sweetest river.