A man of peace,
A still centre in the storm,
A calm tranquillity lay around him.

A man of letters, an intellectual.
Words and books are bread and butter to him.
A poet, a painter, a lover of the arts.

Not a practical person, but he listens
To the needs of others.
A sound and true support for those whose lives
Have not fallen into place like his.

He jokes and laughs at himself -
An unexpected quality
In this sensitive individual.

If you should meet this lucky man,
Or look twice at him in the street,
Remember he is not all he seems.

He is only a man
Looking for a meaning,
And afraid of death.

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