Wisdom

I lift to reach for clarity as it unfolds to startle me. And all the while a benign affair this week distracts me. Now here I am left to wonder if it hasn’t already went before me?

My walk is prior to the end while I’m damned for various conclusions. Nonce my supposed solutions fail to carry me farther than my prescribed circle, among a mass, unimaginative mind.

Whether I find direction, even leaving room for a luckless yes or no, I’m restless.
And still I’m here after years of my experience… Where my one ghost whom inspired me follows me into my more prolific daydream.

Now from a world that’s led me this far to believe that I am more than I am.
And my conclusion...
I wake inside wisdom concealed as patience.