Sapiential (relating to wisdom)
Since the first dawn,
Wisdom awakened as Queen,
ancient as time and veiled in mystery.
All tried to keep her in sight
but often had to guess her
true intent, filling in elusive details.
In the turn of a century,
Science showed up:
sleek and stylish with clear lines
and well-defined guidance.
Hungry for deeper understanding,
many flocked to sit at his feet.
Smitten with Science,
they shunned Wisdom, rocks thrown
at her until she left her throne
and went underground,
revealing her brilliance to only
those who searched with a sincere heart.
As fashionable as Science had been,
eventually the crowds thinned,
and whispers from those missing
Wisdom’s mystical curves
and floated in the breeze.
Having caught wind
of the murmurs, logically
Science went in search of Wisdom.
Wisdom let Science find her
in a meadow of wildflowers.
Though pitted as adversaries,
they stood near
The distrust waned
with each cycle of the moon.
It was good.
With a motion
so gradual even the nearby bees
could not detect, Science reached
for Wisdom’s hand. Their
intertwined down to the webbing, and
Science plainly spoke in Wisdom’s ear:
“You complete me.”
photo credit: Ed Siderewicz