Wisdom cannot travel
From one to another
It loses its magic
As a mysterious spring
Awaiting discovery
It’s a long courtship
Winning wisdom’s favor
To enjoy it at home
The well can’t be dry
Wisdom comes to life
By the moist clouds
Of patience bringing rain
Full of anonymous drops
Of peace and knowing
To quench every thirst
Signaling the dark depths
The tender skin of wisdom
Is safe, and our hands worthy
Of holding precious wisdom

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