The glass was half-empty when I drank from it
Today it seems it's half-full
The sun was setting when I was walking back home
Today it seems to rise again
The time was slipping away when I held on to it
Today it seems to move slow
The thoughts were disappearing from my head
Today it seems to fill me up
The world was proving to be an enemy then
Today it seems to befriend me
Nothing is permanent but change they say
Everything is transitory in nature
Life seems to be a permanent cycle of ups and downs
Change is also a cycle that comes and goes
What I am today, I was sometime back
What I feel today, I felt long ago
Learning not to take things to heart
Learning to hold on and to let go
Knowing I will never be complete is the wisdom
Trying and believing I am is the illusion
I am seeking the wisdom today
I am learning to let go of the illusion
Wisdom and illusion are closely linked, as your poem seems to suggest. Like wisdom and foolishness. They are all to be found where we least expect them, and when we least expect them.
ReplyDeleteGood poem.
(Stanza 1, should be it's not its)
thanks for the comment... made the change too...
ReplyDeletei guess errors and wisdom are linked as well!