After sixty and one thousand four hundred
Comes leaping twenty nine like a leopard
Has in stall much for the world
Be it simple or platinum or brilliant gold.
The number itself being very auspicious
Has in store some pleasantries some outrageous
But some men at this age are mostly enlightened
They are seekers of truth deeply wizened
Leap forward if you have crossed twenty nine
Forget the world, its song and alluring wine
This day is just another to experience
Cause illusion will always heighten the brilliance
For the soul to realise its thoroughfare
Forward it moves ascending each stair.