The Fool wanders through life
never seeing into the mists
of the future
content in his ignorance.
The Average Man sees a light
in those same mists
and chases it,
for it is his dream in life.
A Wizened Man sees not one light,
but a multitude,
and with higher understanding
chases many.
A few like myself see through the mists
and know the lights to be
as stars on a clear night, far out of reach
and wonder;
Who is truly the fool?
- Author: Punisher (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 19th, 2017 10:19
- Category: Unclassified
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