Wisdom?

The world 

is

now

neither 

worse nor evil

It 

is 

your

eye

jaundiced of age,

judgmental,

seeing less

interpreting more.

Ask 

your grandchildren

about 

a like

or dislike

and they will

make a choice

…

easily.

Ask 

yourself

the same

and 

you will 

choose conditionally,

include context,

deliberate.

Is this wisdom

this

wavering

this 

uncertainty

this 

caution?

Or

is it wisdom

to 

dive headlong

into the river

knowing 

that there is a 

current

yet

knowing 

nothing more?

For 

who knows

what 

victories 

themselves reveal 

to

unfettered commitment

and 

experience

elude?

And

who knows

which 

failures

spawn celebration

and 

experience

implicate?