Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Incompletions...






Sometimes it bothers me
To realize
That I know too much
About too little

Silver drops of time expand
And knowledge inflates
The mind
With nothing

Wisdom; the wise covet it and learn
But oh, I cannot rush wisdom
And I know too little
About too much

There are things I know too much of
That I desire to know nothing about
and there are things I know nothing of
That I would desire to know  much about

© Janet Martin

2 comments:

  1. I feel this too. Like a child in a toy store grabbing and running through the aisles. I want to learn about this, I need to understand that--what's in aisle #3?

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  2. I love your take on this! Life is too short to learn all we must, let alone what we desire!

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