Forged by the fires of his youth, his flame burned bright and strong
like a beacon that shines at night; it shone guiding right from wrong.
Its warmth enveloped his entity, gave him kindness beyond measure
it made him a kindred spirit, his empathy was such a treasure.
People came from far and wide, seeking his wise counsel.
The mendicant touched lives, both poor and rich in his travel.
He renounced the material world, embarked on a newfound path.
In his search for enlightenment he roved, corners of the earth.
The fires of the youth that had burned lit his own fire within
and he lit a fire of knowledge in the world, it rose above the din.
The mendicant
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