Maybe "lady" wisdom is something of a femme fatale!
They say with age, follows wisdom
Stalking its host, a silent predator
Lurking in the shadows of the unconscious
Biding her time. Waiting.
Oh, when will enlightenment strike.
She makes allowances for failure,
And is blind to the unknown.
She is open to new ventures, with
A watchful eye, for her judgements
Are made, after the fact.
Her intuition, however
Never wavers. She has time
As her defense. In-tune, but
Out-of-touch, a paradox
confusing many a youth.
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