Being Wise

Once a person asked me, "What is the difference between intelligence and wisdom, do not they allude to the same power of our cognitive mind?".

I gave not the answer then, for I knew not.

That was then.I have become wiser, and hence I know. Intelligence is born, not made, whereas wisdom is made and cultured. One can see many an intelligent child, but not a wise one, for wisdom is only for the aged. The old persist, but the young withers. One is born intelligent, but to garner wisdom, one has to go through the tough road of experience and gather the fruits of the old.

"But how do we become wise?", another asked.I answered, "By going through the road of experience and gathering the fruits of the old. We listen to wise men speak, we soak things from the experience of others, for we may not live long enough to experience all things in a lifetime, yet we must know of them."

Yes, one may not live long enough to experience all things himself, for we are of the mortal race.

Resurgam

There was. And many things have come to pass since. Some of which I am aware of their passing, other things unbidden. Many things I know of, yet I do not know all. Many things I feel, yet my senses are limited. Wisdom I may have yet I may not be wise.

To the living, the meaning of life may not be as clear as to the death. For who better than those who are denied of being alive would know what being alive truly means.

Many moons before, darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought; and I wandered far on roads that I shall not tell.

And then there was light, and I felt life in me again. Many things I have forgotten that I learned in the past, and I have learned much that I have forgotten. And where now?