Wisdom Is Not Words

Wisdom is not words

It’s something in the eyes…

Something in experience

Something that was hurt

And was wounded and healed

And tucked away in the heart

The healed heart talks to the eyes

Quietly saying “See differently”

“See quietly” The world that hurt you

Is not forever.

Words will talk

And say wise things

But the words are a mask

Of the heart--who knows

That what the eyes see

Are mealy waves on a

Very deep ocean