Fools Gold (Haiku)

Happiness costs naught
Yet much is spent seeking it
Acquiring fools gold

Knowledge

He knows it all; knows everything
Thinks there’s nothing left to learn
So arrogant in the extreme
And yet in time; in turn
The opposite will be revealed
As gaps begin to show
How little he now understands
For knowledge really knows
That knowing is more so searching
The quest to find out more
The choice to leave no stone unturned
Nor slam shut any door

The truth that in our daily lives
There’s always more to find
More to illuminate those banks
Of knowledge in our mind
And that the task is endless; that
The job will never cease
And all bar all opinion, thought
And questions won’t release
Us from wisdom’s apprentice role
Into eternity
For there’s no cap and gown to wear
No ‘Knowledge’ BSc!

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Youthful Oaks

Silver greys temple bound
Folded contours to be found
Crow’s feet resting by each eye
Dappled skin from age spots spied
Hard of hearing, aches and pains
Slowing down to take the strains
Midriff spread and puffy paws
Signs of ageing evermore

But past the tide of ageing signs
Wisdom’s wealth lays realigned
Knowledge, skill, experience
Moulded from resilience
And memories that pave the way
From yesteryear to present day
So let us all uphold these folks
Who bring today; great youthful oaks!

Oak trees at Oak Alley Plantation (Photo credit: Morten Rand-Hendriksen)

The Wisdom of Kindness

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))