Guest poem submitted by Lieven Marchand :
(Poem #1677) Wisdom
When I have ceased to break my wings Against the faultiness of things, And learned that compromises wait Behind each hardly opened gate, When I have looked Life in the eyes, Grown calm and very coldly wise, Life will have given me the Truth, And taken in exchange -- my youth.
Here's another one from Sara Teasdale. It's very simple and expresses beautifully the involuntary bargain most of us make when growing up. Lieven Marchand.