Wisdom

Wisdom
by Jonathan Bennett


Come. Come in on wind, come in upon fire,
through locked door—my long-abandoned-gateway—
and draw close to let your breath fall on me.
Come and penetrate me; come enter me.


Take. Take me within your depths where these twins
wrestle, and peace clings at its sibling's heel
that for blindness I cannot tell apart.
Take hold and guide 'tween stillness and action.


Share. Share this journey that spreads out ahead,
wond'ring which child before should be our guide:
down the roads that call for contemplation,
and those that cry for transfiguration.