About him...

 
I don't know what got into him today.
ran away fast as a kiss
on a father's forehead.
 
He was an urban gentleman,
always kind and polite.
But he dreamed of a bucolic life,
far from the city...
He was not interested in futile matters,
only the ones that had depth.
He devoted himself to gnosis
as a way to connect with the divine.
But he was accused of heresy
for questioning dogmas.
 
He had a horse of fine jaez,
very well cared for and trained.
Happiness is ephemeral,
so we must make the most of it.
His frequent and rapid mood swings,
between euphoria and depression.
He suffered from cyclothymia and needed psychological follow-up.
 
A flood left the city
in a state of calamity.
Fate is inexorable,
there's no use running away from him.
He was a laconic man,
he didn't like long conversations
but he was a magnanimous person,
always willing to help others
being a nephelibate,
he didn't care
about the imposed realities.
 
A presence that is everlasting,
even when people are gone.
He chased a chimera,
an impossible dream to realize.
 
He was blushed with embarrassment.
when they praised him...
but as a taciturn man,
he didn't open up to anyone
but being always very smart,
was always able to solve
the most difficult cases.