Lady Wisdom
Saturday, December 5, 2009 at 9:13 AM 
Ancient wisdom greets me with bright eyes and wrinkled skin.
She comes with grayed hair, radiating golden light
like sunflowers on a bright summer day.
Wisdom comes in the platinum locks of a precious child,
In the single tear of a caged young man.
She sits on my heart until I feel her weight;
Until it sprouts wings and takes flight, leaving me lighter than air.
Wisdom has roots that reach deep into the ground,
wrapping around the stones of my heart.
She is blue sky and flowing water –
streams mingling with tears of sorrow and joy –
pouring into an ocean of emotion
where one drop cannot be distinguished from another.
She greets me with her kind eyes – her warm heart.
She holds me with her gaze and promises she will never leave.
I’m always here, she says.
I am in the bloom of a single white blossom shared by a friend;
In the candle flames throwing light into the darkness;
The song carried in the air sings my tune.
I feel her within the chill of my bare toes;
the warmth and taste of coffee through my lips;
The brilliant pink and gold splashed across a raw canvas.
Wisdom greets me everywhere I be.
The ticking of a clock; the whisper of the breeze; the sounds of silence.
She is there when I open my eyes; focus with my ears;
touch with my hand; inhale through my nose;
know in my heart.
My soul cries out for her and she meets me – unfailingly.
Always there. Always present.
Wisdom greets me with hair of gray and crown of golden sunflowers.
Child. Maiden. Mother. Crone. Lady that she is.
Poetry
Reader Comments (8)
Lovely - this has become a part of my a.m. meditation today.
xoxoxo
SS - you're quick this morning :-) xoxo
it was part of my meditation a couple of days ago... and again today, of course.
Lucy, how lovely.
I posted the other day a piece on Wisdom and asked readers to comment on their definition of Wisdom. I'm going to add there a link to your post.
Thank you.
"wisdom greets me everywhere I be"
what a great line Lucy :)
maureen - i need to get back over to your site. we must have been on the same wavelength, because i journaled this poem and then saw your post, but did not have time to stay. i have bookmarked it and will return shortly. thanks for the link & kind words.
kel - that line made its appearance in the last edit :-) glad you like it.
Lovely as anything I have read for a long long time. Wisdom's color, to me, has always been gray. Wisdom sees not in blacks and whites, but filters life through the heart and carries forth that life as co-mingled realities. Wisdom makes peace with what appears to be "good" and what is seen to be "bad" and accepts that wisdom can see beauty in it all. Thank you. I will ponder these words all day. Shalom, Laura
I wrote a new post about the comments I received and will be publishing it on Thursday. Very simply titled "Wisdom 2"; I rather like the double meaning when the words are only heard.
What a coincidence that we connected like this.
laura - thank you for sharing your own lovely vision of wisdom! wishing you peace this day and week.
maureen - i look forward to "wisdom 2"... smiling at the sound of those words :-)