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She will be all that we cannot. |
-Wisdom’s Child- by Keaton Foster Seen Known Exposed Clear Precise Poured Into light Spilled Throughout Darkness Wisdom’s child No clone None Like her Known Smarter She grows More She appreciates Brilliant She must be Unlike most She believes She knows Understands Beyond Understanding She’s no fool Nor stooge She’ll never be told Or ever be shown Anything less Than all She is aware Precisely clear Beyond vision Far past division She is out there In the ether Of every existence Soaring the blue Reeling in truth Calling us fools As she believes And becomes A greater truth She perceives While we are blind Just lemmings Upon this ledge At the edge Standing here Unaware that we Not her But us Are about to fall Ass over kettle Downward we’ll go The noise, loud The impact Greater still Upward, further She’ll float Wisdom’s child She was not born Nor created But rather Dare I say Relegated A greater, greatness Set upon our heads If we are the darkness Then she is the light If we become nothing She’ll of course remain As everything God’s pseudo angel Of a greater significance She was meant Destined To teach all of us But first she herself Must come to know What can’t be learned What can’t be expressed Undefinably definable What “is” and what “was” A splinter in time A flicker of an eye A creative petri dish Left to stew Made to rue A true menace To it’s very self We will fall But not her She will rise Beyond body Out past the mind Into a realm of bliss Where everything She is and will become Will be known Not by any of us But by her alone Wisdom’s child She was not born Nor created But rather Dare I say Relegated Made to know What we You and I won’t We will tumble Over ourselves While she will rise Above all else Maybe she’ll return To bring us up From the depths Of our decisions Then again Maybe she won’t… Wisdom’s Child Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2008-2018. |