The Storied Path of Wisdom Told

The road to wisdom is a winding, fragile life-thread,

Stretching far beyond the horizon’s edge,

A path that seems endless, though you tread,

Full of hope and dreams, reaching out, it’s still a pledge.

 

Even as you think you've come to rest,

The way unfurls, roughly hewn, reaching toward the skies,

A path of trials, as if sandpaper, where the soul’s confessed,

And tears and lessons weave their rough disguise.

You meet yourself again, your life laid bare and true,

Where all your ravenous sins demand their due and cry,

Yet through the refining storms, God’s love will carry you,

Catching you in your fall as tempest flies.

 

Lessons learned again now etched deep in your heart,

The path once a thought, hurriedly turns to text,

From fleeting messages to significant segments start,

As pages become worn with age and life’s effects.

 

A storied book of reflection, of anguished struggle and divine grace,

At first, its bitterness, incomprehensible, and hard to bear,

Yet as the years pass, a new light through the brokenness can trace,

A different view, a wisdom found with care.

 

Few readers return, though first they turn away,

Finding in the book, a possibility, solace, perhaps a voice that’s true,

Through broken lines and gentle words that sway,

A bread crumb guide where hope has been for those who’ve traveled, worn, and bruised.

 

So now, the pilgrim humbly, soberly, pens their own life-threaded tale,

No more to control, but a surrender whole,

Life’s illusion fades, its truth prevails,

Through the broken, yielding to the Divine, the journey molds the soul.