Knowledge to obtain it,
Is not assumed to get.
Nor is wisdom,
From a grab bag snatched.
Without experiencing,
Regrets that sit...
Unpacking setbacks.
Going through unfocused motions
Can weigh upon emotions,
Wishing tears to wipe...
From eyes wept would dry,
Before someone recognizes...
A need to mop an entire floor.
And it's not until,
One stumbles to fall...
That it is decided,
A crawling to do...
Proves nothing at all.
When a standing to walk,
Tall.
Planting cemented steps.
Can not be done,
Whining behind a locked...
And closed door.
Knowledge to obtain.
Takes a planting,
Cemented steps.
Facing obstacles to remove.
And remaining determined,
To let go of 'yesterday'.
With it done.
And impossible...
To improve to redo again.
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