From what mountaintop did you <br />Gain wisdom? <br />Did you cherish the ledges you <br />Gained the summits with? <br /> <br />What will you use to climb back <br />Down? <br />Did you ever notice...watching <br />Eagles tumbling, playing... <br />Their talons curled? <br />Withdrawn? <br />Not hurting? <br /> <br />Perhaps mate. Perhaps usurper <br />Of mountain spirits. <br />Sky spirits. <br />Never rending...holding you <br />Cloud-high, spirit-cloaked...until <br />You realized...no going back. <br />Never to walk Gardens again. <br /> <br />Keeping your wisdom on mountains <br />Of ice. Glaciers. <br />Lonely, misted memories of <br />Delicately touching Roses... <br />Empresses of Earth-bound, <br />Sweet Gardens. <br /> <br />Mountains keep your remains. <br />Once you were a careful Gardener... <br />But, exchanged that...for <br />Wisdom.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gardener-s-wisdom/
