My Buddy

 There he sits
Amidst the noise
In meditative peace
With noble poise

There he sits 
In deep thought
Thinking about the inner battles
He once fought?

Beyond his silence, I know
A side of him unseen to the shallow
A firm resilience that ain't mellow
A thousand secrets he shan't show

An excited child, eyes full of wonder
An old man, more reflective than a mirror
A silent warrior
Never hesitating to reveal his deadly dagger

To whom shall he give the key?
And when he does what will you see?
A clump of orange peels?
Or painful truths that'll make you kneel?