“Guardian”
I am a guardian, o knowledge seeker.
Ask me your questions,
And I shall ask mine.
If you are deemed worthy,
I will show you the path.
You must make the journey alone.
I am guardian, protector,
Though I was once as you are
Now, in another life.
In my youth, I too was a
Seeker of knowledge.
And on the day that I was
First a seeker, asking my questions
And trembling as I responded
To those asked of me,
I feared, but foolishly.
My questions were answered
With questions, riddles for reply.
Now ask your questions, and
Answer well mine, for perhaps
You are worthy of the path
That led me here, o knowledge seeker.
I am a guardian.
The Swords of the Ancients 
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Love this poem. I have such a great mental picture, kind of like the one Knight from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, who guards the Grail and allows them to make the choice of which cup to use.
Some day I hope to be as awesome as that old man.