I can see the sun shine on
flowers
Can't stop asking myself what is
power?
Is it the sun? the foresight of the
future?
The ability to feel the beauty of
nature
The control over our fellow
creatures
The fear of the creator
The ability to undestand our
mentor
To develope and to draw life's
contour
Oh! To be a political actor
For all these, wisdom is the
Motto.
Alas, how can I see her
Wisdom I seek but can't find
bear
Knowledge they say if you listen
you'll hear
How much can I listen when
understanding I desire
Can I apply wisdom and get
power?
The source of power is the
creator of solar
A life without flowers is no life
at all
Wisdom a precious flower in
love I fell
The foresight and the future
only God foretells
The knowledge of the creator is
real power I tell.
Author-TIMIPRE BRIFINI
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