lessons
ran before your eyes
. unseen
lessons
unravelled in your arms
. unfelt
lessons
staring back from
. yesterdays
lessons
upon a pale clock face
. tick - tock
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Do we ever learn d a?
Andy
Yes I believe we do but sometimes we are too young to learn at the time of the teaching.
'tick - tock'
hammers home the urgency in your words
wonderfully realised, a great poem
with purpose..
I read and learn, thanks Dusk
The idea was that lessons are often untimely and the learning is done long after the teaching.
indeed! that's some distilled, sobering Truth...
reminds me of one of my own lines
which went something like
'what's the point of wisdom
if it arrives too late in our lives'..
(I wonder if we would still consider life
as precious
if it was straightforward & easy to navigate?)
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