The Sea of Wisdom—
The wisdom does not die.
It cannot die at all.
It flows from the sea,
It flows to the sea,
It is the sea itself.
The sea does not come to you—
You must go to the sea.
The sea waits, silently patient,
Drawing you toward its embrace.
Wisdom guides your thoughts,
Your actions, your vision, your deeds.
Beneath the eternal sky of wisdom,
Look up, look around, look within.
There, you will see the wisdom.
They who shun wisdom
Die young—in ignorance, in illusions.
They are crushed beneath
The stench of earthly decay,
Denied the blue heavens of truth.
Such souls are passing strangers—
No smile, no divine purpose.
The unwise inherit—
neither earth nor heaven,
They forfeit the divine.
To them, the lash and the chain,
Eternal chastisement,
For they have turned away
From the path of light.
A child once asked me,
'What am I to be? '
I said, 'The emerald sea—yourself.'
But to be yourself, dear child,
You need a guide—
Your own wisdom.
MyKoul
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