Behold the golden sunshine fields
The waves of yellow spread
The verdant stalks with aurous bloom
With ochroid flowering head
The ocean’s mass so iodic
The seed that rapes the eye
To steal the breath of those who see
The brassica out lie
Behold the golden sunshine fields
The waves of yellow spread
The verdant stalks with aurous bloom
The rape-seed oily bed
English: A field of Oil Seed Rape (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
If you want to grow some wisdom
There’s a seed in you and me
That develops through the seasons
Much like the old oak tree
Sagacious in its branches yet
Starting so very small
A seed that doesn’t shout and rant
But reaches out to all
Not cynical; not assuming
The buds of wiser ways
That blooms pure and simple kindness
For more insightful ways
For kindness is the birthplace that
Manoeuvres out of care
That removes all other blinkers
For truer truth out there
That consciously attunes and sees
The other’s points and views
With comfort and encouragement
For wisdom to infuse
Where power becomes more balanced to
Uplift humanity
In the spotlight of wisdom’s nest
Right in the old oak tree
Time Passes By the Wise Old Oak (Photo credit: j-dub1980(THANK YOU FOR 100k+ Views))
Ginz&Tonic 