deewrites

The wise

The wise will never say,
they will never speak;
Instead, they keep, per se,
secrets of life; A feat.

While they think and thrive,
they save and save.
While they learn and hoard,
they guard and guard.

They finally forge a fire,
one we fools call power,
sworn to be contained in a pyre,
only to lie and burn all over.

And once they vanquish,
they groan and relinquish.
A lesson learned that true wisdom
is never to be held but to be told.

They see the ashes settle,
sense all that can’t be recalled
realize that they never were
what they once were, so called.