Fourth Day of Wisdom

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Poems
What is it about wisdom that makes it so hard to find? --- Could it be that it is all about "The Forest and the Trees" thing?

Submitted: October 27, 2018

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Along the fourth day of wisdom

I found Chance

She wasn’t someone

that I really cared to know

So I made excuses

as to why I couldn’t linger

She understood

and told me where to go.

 

Suddenly

I found myself alone

A place I love

when searching soul is needed

And if it wasn’t

for the reflections that I found

That moment's meaning

would have been depleted.

 

My journey

was nowhere being over

For the fourth day

had many hours to go

The sun was high

lingering above my head

And the road before me

held secrets I did not know.

 

So off I went

looking for inspiration

Looking for the clues

to the wisdom of the ages

But all I found

was the bonds of Repetition

And inspiration was nullity

paid in phantom wages.

 

 

JE Falcon

10-25-2018


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