Wisdom is in lacking,
in the empty space that you can look into
without flinching

In the understanding that
you can't understand,
you won't be able to reach the top shelf
you can never calculate the answer
and finding that, really,
that's okay.

Being "wise"
it has become such a cliche,
it's strung across the street of life we run down
like a grand, neon finish line
when it instead lies between the cracks in the cobblestones
on which we step,
if only we look closely enough.

Learning how to find inside yourself
what you have carried all along:
see the whites in your own eyes,
feel the pauses between your own breaths
and understand, this is what cannot be found anywhere else.