The seas had receded, but they took their time As if opening that fine bottle of wine Meant so very little to the uncouth Ah the blessings of a wasted youth
That had not yet drunk from the cup of wisdom So our little world was still their kingdom But the seas would return, sometimes in a rage And youth would become man, but still no sage
For they still did not savour Chateau Neuf Du Pap They preferred the rage still to the gentle lap But give them time, like all fine matured things They learn perhaps circles are actually rings
But wisdom of age is not the sanctuary of the fool He learns that the steadiest seat is the three legged stool But like fine wine the young will eventually mellow And understand a raging sea is not a good bedfellow
Hasten not though to drink from the sea of tranquillity Do not let those learning years pass in mediocrity Read Kipling’s IF as you breathe in the air And those seas may then be calm and treat you fair
For real learning is not always in a philosophy book It is in those people you thought old and mistook For they only fish where the cormorants would circle For the long race was won not by the hare but the turtle
For time and patience has taught them many things They learn that not all circles are necessarily rings Drink slowly the wine and savour the taste And you just may find those years have not gone to waste
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
I am old enough to know better, unfortunately though not all maturity comes with age! xxxxxxxxxxxx
LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKDec 21, 2011
Hi Rob Glad I caught this one! Love it..
For time and patience has taught them many things They learn that not all circles are necessarily rings Drink slowly the wine and savour the taste And you just may find those years have not gone to waste
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USANov 9, 2016
Magnificent Rob as always. Yet, wisdom is vindicated by her children. It can never be 'what', is wisdom, but who is wisdom. The paradox of the ages. We should never dote ourselves on shadows. Cafe
The poem is a memoir. Moments of life when thoughts come to stand out. Sitting close to the ocean and fell the movement of the water and fresh salt water breeze; to top it off with a cup of wine...wonderful....SM
Yet all hours gathered time stone wall cups a forest full
Moving beautiful
Soph
Blueflame123Offaly, IrelandNov 15, 2016
Dear Rob.Your wonderful poem,takes me back to my childhood.When i heard my mum make a comment about a certain OLD lady,who was considered to be SO WISE..As a teenager of 14 years ,i thought..ya ya ya for i thought she was over the hill and far away at 50 years.Rob what the years have taught me....hopefully.Those lines that caught my attention were.....It is those people you thought old and mistook.I did not know then that we hopefully become wise with age.........but i must admit sometimes i wish i could be young and even silly sometimes.Again Rob,thank you for your wonderful.poem and sharing a part of you .
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USANov 16, 2016
Rob.. "In much knowledge there is much grief." I think I'm just gonna have to fly to Spain and throw you a party. Lol. Cafe
AmberGlowConventy, West Midlands, England UKNov 16, 2016
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Glad I caught this one! Love it..
For time and patience has taught them many things
They learn that not all circles are necessarily rings
Drink slowly the wine and savour the taste
And you just may find those years have not gone to waste
Circle of life eh! thanks for sharing.
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Yet, wisdom is vindicated by her children. It can
never be 'what', is wisdom, but who is wisdom.
The paradox of the ages. We should never dote
ourselves on shadows.
Cafe
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Question on this part:" but still no sage" I think I know what you mean. Just need confirmation.
Awesome
stone wall cups
a forest full
Moving beautiful
Soph
"In much knowledge there is much grief." I think I'm
just gonna have to fly to Spain and throw you a
party. Lol.
Cafe
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Thank you
One would want to know, you are too
Soph
Martina xxx
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