Wisdom Comes

In a small window-lit corner,
a caffeinated, warm soul &
warm-skinned
woman -
giddy but quiet -
watches the shadowed
sparrows
filling the stark empty
tree
outside.
Towered by piles of books,
she reads.
Galloping ideas and
unspoken thoughts
tumble out
and the Wisdom imparted
from her novels sits
in an armless, chair across.
Animated
Conscious
and Lovely,
She speaks:
justice
oppression
punishment
systems
suffering, time
hope
history, war.
She pass on crucial words -
Wonders that know no climax,
a mountain with no foreseeable
snowy peak -
and for a few moments
the two sit
exchange smiles,
Wisdom nods.
And the warm-skinned woman
brimming with knowledge,
keeping the world's secrets
to Truth,
looks out,
the dark sparrows are still,
the wintry naked tree,
full.