Knowledge : Inspirational Poetry

Knowledge

I arouse like the bud

on a foundling tree in spring

A new life full of promise

in my awakening.

Then years fled as the winds changed

I reached toward the sky

though I had not the wisdom

as the aged Old Oak nearby.

I was happy to have shed

the seed that opened my life from earth

and put beyond me the past

from which came my birth.

Till’ the copious shade of my days

began descending to the ground

and left me barren in recognition

the knowledge Old Oak had found.

Now I can welcome the changes

in the seasons of my time

and appreciate my beginning

from the juncture that is mine.

Sherrie Ball