An Old Soul

Your words hum in my ears

I look up and see your eyes

Twinkling with gumption

You said “that is how it works”

I said, “I did not know.”

The world has no clue

Things that you reflect on

It could be over a tea

Or sitting right next to the sea

Mirroring your thoughts undoubtedly 

The pearls are put on display

Only when you feel an innate desire

To guide or be compassionate 

Towards the naïve mankind

Not wise enough to feel and learn

I know sometimes

You worry about others worthiness

Your motive being misjudged

But what I cannot fathom 

Is your childlike Enthusiasm

For deep insights and weariness

Overwhelming it may feel

To individuals living superficially

But only who seek gypsy at heart

Would know how lonely it gets

For you who look inside and awareness sets

You find yourself way matured

In existence, you simply feel old

But young enough to be absorbed

An outlook towards life

Unlike those around you who only strife