Saturday, March 8, 2025

Wisdom in the tree*



 Wisdom in the tree*


What is this that dangles in my eyes?

Could it be clouds in the skies?

Or maybe it is a branch filled with leaves

What ever this is it tries to deceive

But it cannot fool me for I know of one thing

There is something within called wisdom, the Soul* does bring

So it can dangle to entice in front of me

But know of the wise to just let it be

For what is outside me is not the truth

Instead for what is within, it comes from the roots


Dom*Colucci 2013

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