I focus fiercely and my frustration grows,

as I try to unravel the mysteries

and unlock all the secrets.

I use all my strength to pry out the answers,

hoping that they will show themselves.

“Too much knowledge is not always a good thing,”

Wisdom whispers in my ear.

I start to strain,

as my strength dwindles

from trying to use force to get what I want.

“Even strength has to bow to Wisdom sometimes,”

Wisdom whispers a little louder.

This time I listen reluctantly.

She is right.

Knowledge will come to me in time.


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