Wisdom is like a place
where we all once visited God.

Wisdom is difference between normality and odd .

The wise man who waits restores peace
at the end of the day .

When knowledge speaks out wisdom listens and then has a say .

It is quiet now and I’ve forgotten
what I came here for .

Clinging on to the edge of my soul
like I did before .

In a comfortable sleep
I am part of the human race .

Nothing can take away the fact
that I live in Gods grace .

Part of me has been restored
part of me has been ignored,

sometimes part of me feels like
I’ve been through all this before.

How are you says Déjà vu
from the corner of my mind.

Have I really forgotten the place that I left behind?

No answer.

Anyway I’ve forgot what the question was .

I remember there was no challenge
to their loud applause.

Multitudes of people had gathered
in an obscure spot .

I am trying to remember the question I forgot.

The question is have we spoken about this all before ?

Has time left us here in this place
for a while to explore?

If I had all the answers
where they once hidden away?

Along the path of reason
unexplained things never say .

By Paul McCann