Knowledge
The book flipped its page,
voices came out from it,
yet only the clever one will listen carefully,
and the ignorant one pretended to.
The book tells a story,
which only one can understand,
a story that true knowledge existed,
and the only way to gain this knowledge,
is to look at your surrounding.
Every thing that had happened,
existed in this knowledge,
for it is neither not forgotten,
nor it will tell you about it.
It is a powerful tool,
hidden deep within a person’s mind and heart,
yet only the one who can truly think,
will be the one that can unlock it.
It is a magnificent tool,
which can take the world by storm,
but if it only for greed,
then it all ended up in vain.
It is something that existed,
which will slowly blends into,
your daily life and routines,
throughout a lifetime.
Shared at The Poetry Pantry Week #11 hosted by Poets United.
magical…
lovely word flow.
Lots of depth in this writing. Thought-provoking writing.
You must the only one listening to the story. Brilliant!