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Jul 2019
When is a stray fleeting thought
a senseless young fool's distraction?
And when is my sudden idea
a true sage-like inspiration?

No weight of long experience
No number of tried and tested
No diet of **** it and sees
seem to provide me true wisdom.

But then I slow and I listen
I daily make time to wait
I consider what it is that God has to say
and Wisdom opens her gate.
Proverbs 8:34
(Wisdom says) Blessed are those who listen to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorway.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  57/M/London, U.K.
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