Something Greater

I walked slowly nowhere
as he trundled towards me.

He stopped, looking at me
in no hurry
and lazy was I too.

He sat down and picked his pipe.
Gently drawing on it,
he gazed at the drifting smoke
but saw further than eyes can see.

"I am quiet", he said.
"People but flail around".

He cherished his pipe
thinking his thoughts,
completely present
but present in something greater.
Then he emptied his pipe,
smiled and left.

I watched him go,
stood up,
straightened myself on the grass
and was present in something greater.

Song of Life