Wisdom is a funny phenomenon.
It greets us when we are old and brittle,
not much time left to grow and settle.
When we are young we are seen as
naive and careless.
But,
why does it change as we grow?
How much experience does one really gain?
In a way, we will always be
naive and careless.
Wisdom is a funny phenomenon,
an Owl hoots in a tree,
already seen as wise and free.
High above the ground it watches the world around.
But what does the owl do?
It hoots day in and day out
It flies through the night with grace.
Already put into a mold of dignity and honesty.
Maybe it's because the Owl flies with a clear goal.
Maybe to be wise depends on how we see the world.
Maybe to be wise means to experience new experiences.
Maybe to be wise depends on how willing we are to fly.
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