Wisdom

Then they asked me, what about wisdom?

Wisdom does not speak for itself.

Wisdom only speaks when it is spoken to.

Wisdom believes in silence.

Wisdom believes in the futility of words.

Wisdom recognises feelings as imposters.

Wisdom grows within you and from you it spreads to others.

Wisdom is that which can be understood but never felt.

Wisdom is a mirage in the desert of feeling.

And wisdom is knowing that wisdom is that mirage.

Wisdom seeks you, and evades you when you seek it.

True wisdom grows dim through time as it is lost and rediscovered in equal measure creating an illusion of dimness and brightness simultaneously.

Wisdom is knowing that wisdom is cyclic.

That time is cyclic.

And wisdom is knowing that wisdom too shall grow with time.