Robes Of A Sage

As minstrels tell
stories in song
fear not for me
For mine is to listen
To hear the words
you would choose to say

Do not be fooled
by the robes of a sage
The light of wisdom gained
can also be blinding
A place for the
wise to unwittingly hide

Personal pain is released
only when shared
with those who
can feel the wounds
that cut so deep

So tell me your stories
of hurt and pain
For mine is to listen
To hear the words
you would choose to say