A lone ranger
walking the untrodden path
saffron robes make his garb.
His eyes, a window to the cosmic confluence
where thoughts radiate and pulsate
to the sound of the universe.
Alive he is in every aspect
attuned to the frequency of his Maker
where the blowing wind gently caresses him
secretly whispering messages of lore.
Birds singing hymns in his praise and honor
sharing the workings of their fauna.
Serene and calm, his voice
enunciating pearls of wisdom
a vessel and messenger of the divine
he is the chosen one.
A torchbearer amidst the chaos of the world
his feet liberating the ground he walks on
his steps deliberate, a meditation in itself.
Living a life of renunciation
emanating pure consciousness
a mystic he is, full of love and compassion
treading the path of divinity.
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