The Wise Man

The wise man never sleeps at night

and never sings during the day.

When the Sun rises

he blesses the church towers

and the people

who survived from their slumber.

So enigmatically

does he slip by his fellow beings

that he can rarely be witnessed.

Whenever people seek an answer

he utters a round

wisdom-laden word

like a river stone

and chiefly:

being able to observe a man’s inner world

is the noblest

happening.

English version by Gabriela PACHIA