FAR OFF LAND

There was a man in a far off land,

He had no eyes, he had no hands, this man.

Told me of visions, of a world he sees,

With his feet, he would pick up things.

He spoke of many stories and travels,

Lessons of worth from a man in a far off land.

There were no tears or anger of his losses,

A smile for gifts bestowed upon him.

He was not weak, body or mind,

He was a man from a far off land, a kind man.

He had no want of things so many,

What he valued was simple, not riches of plenty.

Keith Garrett