Poems about Knowledge
While shaving, a thought came to mind;
one, more than thirty years old;
a recollection, while shaving, another time;
it’s memory, clear and bold.
The memory was of little consequence;
it held no real value for me;
except it related a life circumstance;
allowing my mind to see.
How
…It’s considered a step towards discretion;
a new dawn replacing the night;
a matter of more intelligent reflection;
when someone sees the Light.
It’s Wisdom taking place of ignorance;
with foolishness fading into past;
intellectual honesty; instead of pretense.
Stubborness; gone on a fast.
It all began with
…Knowledge has its roots above;
in the garden of information;
where wisdom morphed to love;
in the home of all creation.
Knowledge is the Tree of Life;
a place where Thought is King;
Wisdom became Love’s wife;
creation’s King and Queen.
Knowledge created a flow of life;
from
We’re all meant to live for a higher purpose;
not building a business or bank account;
the truths of life, are hidden neath the surface;
we are here about depth; not amount.
Most of us have thoughts that are shallow;
there’s little depth in all that we do;
All within life has an ebb and flow;
motion is required to live;
all that comes; is destined to go;
for every take, there’s a give.
Motion is needed for life to begin;
and with every cell it’s the same;
we breathe out; then breathe in;
from stillness,
Winds carry in far more than a storm;
they bring information, as well;
bits of knowledge that tends to inform;
even though we’re unable to tell.
We think of air as merely just oxygen;
since that’s what we need to breathe;
never considering what else is within;
far
Most of us spend a great many years;
to accomplish the goals we have set;
very often these efforts only bring tears;
and a heart that is filled with regret.
We trudge on, like prospectors searching,
in hope of finding that gold mine;
expecting to find that big strike, lurking;
Slavery and it’s minions are always marching;
they never remain devoid of their plans;
tyrants never plan to be among the starving;
even those who’ve bloodied their hands.
Beware of those seeking power over others;
their true motives are never to serve;
while taking freedoms of sisters and
