Seeking Wisdom

[mtmynd]

Seeking Wisdom

What drives the Philosopher
the lover of Wisdom?
Wisdom is called a noun
but yet it's so much more.

Described as an ability
to discern right from wrong...
Common sense? Good judgment?
Those are but Wisdom's qualities.

Can Wisdom be held in the hands
Can it be smelled, tasted, heard..?
Or does it lie beyond the senses
teasing the imagination..?

How many seekers have
been fooled by another
calling itself Wisdom
only to spread confusion?

What is this Wisdom and
how do I recognize it?
Will it introduce itself to me?
Invite me to dinner?

Wisdom! Where art thou?
So many have called you by name
but how do they know it is you?
Where can you be found?

Wisdom! You shady bastard!
Why must you be hunted down?
If you are so precious why don't
you give freely of yourself?

Wisdom! to be loved...
but I cannot take you to bed,
I cannot fondle your preciousness,
I cannot return what you have given.

Should we not walk on the same earth?
Should we not be equals?
But no! You must be sought out
as if you were a secret.

But a secret must be always kept
or else it loses its secretiveness...
are you a fugitive from knowledge
one step ahead of logic and reason?

Wisdom! You devil dog!
Mankind has sought you out
ever since we could think
and yet you could be no-thing.

Wisdom! Are you of the spirit
and that’s why nobody can describe
this word that carries such lure
that you seduce all seekers?

Seduced into a life of thought,
thinkers and philosophers
have put you on a pedestal
for you must be the One -

The One that is the pinnacle
to all that man strives to attain
and yet you are no-thing
for you cannot be the end

for the end of Wisdom is
not Wisdom at all but
the beginning of yet
another journey in search

of Wisdom that must lie
within reach of those that
keep searching for you
and your no-thing-ness

Wisdom! You are not
the final destination but
the journey itself and what
has been gained upon its path.

For the journey is also no-thing
but the experience of seeking
adding to the vitality of being,
to become Wisdom's reflection.


Ceci1

[WIREMAN]

I think I'm having a déjà vu cecil

[mtmynd]

you very well be, amigo.

[the mingo]

cecil you've gone plume-dogging - from womb to room to loom to tomb - all bridegroom & costume seagull - now my own cough catches me off my feed & into cartoon but i swear my next house will be pure cardboard - but maybe i'll fall lucky and a convent will be built right next door

[saw]

wisdom is as elusive as it is undefinable....but worth opening the soul for penetration and digestion.......we are but a speck in the lineage of time, might as well enjoy the ride....

you pose many good questions for consideration