When Wisdom Speaks
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Ear buds in, texting fingers
Shuffling feet, eyes locked on the glow
Wisdom is screaming, the sound lingers
Seeking my attention, but I do not know
I knew not the truth was flowing
Its voice whispering in the night
Needing only silence for its knowing
Longing to share its insight
A twisted path, which way should I go
I’ll follow the way the wind doth blow
I’ve no understanding of what I know
Yet still I stretch, reach and grow
In the quiet, wisdom beckons me
Though I have no time for silent thought
I squint my eyes, but barely can see
The light the morning has brought
Drowning in sounds blaring in my ears
Wisdom and truth patiently seek
I take out the ear buds so I can hear
As I quietly listen, they begin to speak
“Turn from the noise if you would be wise
Listen to your inter voice
The world seduces with its lies
But you always have a choice
Share with others, what you’ve found to be true
Allow them their right to disagree
Each person you meet has a different view
They may not see what you think they can see.”
Copyright © Bill Baker | Year Posted 2024
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