The silver threads that hang from his scalp drape gently onto the crisp outline of his neckline

Dried, frail lips, etched on by ancient carving tools across the rickety bones that make up his jawline

And hands, constructed so beautifully

A working man's hands, wear-and-tear evident through scars and gashes

Yet his mind, so complete in every aspect
Able to solve all problems, able to mend all sadness with powerful phrases full of wisdom
Eons it takes to gain this wisdom, yet minutes it takes to share