Some carelessly relate the elderly
To the sagacious minds of the sensible.
Others thoroughly believe that with time,
And with age,
I, aside from all other prospects,
Gather that with experience, comes insight…
Insight to life, ethicals, living.
Insight to the hardships of one’s journey,
But also the key to making it through to the end.
Insight to the wonders of opening your mind,
And ever so simply accepting the advice of those who care.
Insight, that the observations drawn from meaningful
Occurrences can be the turning point to one’s life,
No matter when it comes about;
Anywhere down the road to a new beginning…
And I believe with every assurance,
That wisdom is not defined by age, nor intelligence.
Rather, wisdom is every understanding acknowledged,
And develops with the growth of these realizations.
Still, the misconception of relations between
Age, and wisdom emerge.
But even then, it is unsurprising,
Because with every new waking that comes to light,
We gain from the happenings of that day,
We couldn’t have gained from yesterday.
Though, the difference between the relation,
Lies separately within the hands of each individual…
And when some choose to accept the lessons of life,
While others choose to turn away from the message,
The misunderstanding is acknowledged,
And finally, the difference between age,
And wisdom understood…
July 10, 2014