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Here is wisdom
Not found within books
Or utterances
of aged lips
Between the chimera’s smile
And such ghosts that slip
Trembling at
Your fingertips

Here is wisdom
Where the one becomes the all
Boundaries are
cruelly torn
And something unconcieved
Can yet be born
Where fealty
Is sworn

Here is wisdom
A tiny baby’s cry
Holds all the words
we know entire
Forgotten as we grow
To pitifully aspire
As we burn
In fire

(c) Helen Valentina 2016