Wisdom

I’ve been waiting such a

Long, long time for

The wisdom they promised

Would come with age.

All that sage intuition of

Gray-bearded elders has

Somehow escaped or

Refused to engage.

 

“You’ll understand someday,

Mayhap when you’re older.”

It felt like a covenant

Back in the day.

And though I keep biding,

Awaiting epiphany,

Reason absconds like

A scared castaway.

 

But time is a traveler,

Patient and shrewd

And experience is a

Tutor of worth, 

And maybe if I can

Just live long enough

I’ll know what I wish

I had known from birth.