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English Poetry, Uncategorized |
One man, while crossing the stream ford,
May pluck a large nugget from its bed.
Another must dig at its bank with his shovel,
Washing fine flecks from a box full of gravel.
No matter how heavy or light each may weigh,
Both will be assayed at the end of the day.
Wise men do not deride the luck of the former,
Nor fail to honour the labour of the latter.
©Copyright Fergus Carty 2012
Spartan language but deeper sense….Nice one on the wise one.
Liked the poem immensely & intensely
Wisdom defined beautifully
Not failing to honor & not to deride
The two beautiful characteristics of the wise.
Hearty kudos
Why deprive us of our desire & joy
by your of late so rare visits to the site
A good poem of substance&
good rhyming,Gion.
Hi Gion Gion,
Words fail me, for there is an absolute different phrasing of wisdom in this work . Unique.
sarala.