The Poet's Candle Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

The Poet's Candle

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Whereby, the light of man continues burning until each individual candle is burnt out.
Throwing all things - all knowledge - into the fire of life.
Counting the volumes which have been written through the ages - nothing can compare with the tons of wisdom gathered there.
Straight-backed scholars, talking together of philosophy, never taking into consideration, the flames of insatiable desire to learn.
How can a man have a wisdom of things which no one can know about?
Think hard on this - not letting your mind stray and lose it's place in thought.
Finding out what the answers are if they are not lying in wait.
Seek out the things you do not know - after finding them - write about it in books, trying to get your point across.
Stepping over the land of time, why not look around and grasp the things you don't know about.
On a whirling merry-go-round of knowledge, pick and choose a subject, and learn about it.
Tell your thoughts and ideas to fellow poets - write out the many thoughts you'll have and share them with each other.
The flame of wisdom will burn brighter tonight, because of this.
Holding out your hand, be careful not to get burned by second-hand knowledge, for it will turn on you, and leave you behind on broken, tattered and ragged old pages.
Never being able to have discussions with the really learned, because you've snuffed your candle out by mistake.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 27 February 2013

how to acquire the knowledge! qualification, knowledge and intelligence are really different from one another! a few of the qualified people are not knowledgeable and many of the knowledgeable people are not qualified. apart from these two, we shall talk about the intelligence..very informative poem comparing with candles! thank you for sharing this wonderful poem!

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