Oh, to set a lazy course from heavy hurts and worrisome woes
If only to say was to do, and to want was to have
Peace hides safely behind stubbornness and ignorance and grudges and grief
To look, alas, is not to see
To understand does not come free
So soon the tender heart is calloused and let go to fare on lessened love
To yearn for more is to wait for never and forever
The comfort of contentment earned is a possible promise hooked to hope
And wisdom is as wisdom does
If wisdom really ever was
Tom Bennett, Bagley