Wisdom

I climbed to the highest mountains and swam across the seas, thinking what's the universe, this earth in it, and us, little brave creatures. Wisdom I searched for, not to be wise. Like the air of the wind and the light of the sun is the knowledge of wisdom, can't catch it, need device to harness. Difficult knowledge, concealed nature of the things, the tree of knowledge without roots, knowing but... doubting, feeling to learn it in an other way; wisdom is not only to know, it's to devise the known to look as if it was unkown. Experience and intuition, insight, and common sense are there, blended together and maturing over generations. No one claims ownership, in due time, becomes gold, precious, forbidden by its own value. Precious wisdom is: hunger and war must not exist. Never claims the victory of shallow pride. So confident ! Droplet by droplet leaves a mark on the hardest of rocks. Philosophy got to know wisdom's value and made friends with, still lives; 2500 years later stays young and wanted, lighting our way to the nature of being. Write a book wise : 'introduction to wisdom', 'intermediate wisdom', 'advanced wisdom', then count the wise, no more added. All the wisdom of the universe is trapped in a seed, see in silliness wisdom too, the behavior of nature's littlest creatures, the bee's pollination, and the change of seasons. Tame the senses, don't live life, smell it, taste it. caress life from a distance. No matter what I did, there remains the unknown to blame for my misfortunes. Nature's wisdom, drive my thoughts. At the edge of the universe is the edge of existence.