Friday, 23 January 2015

"...Having Learnt What That Is " 2  (advice for children)

"Never perfect until death" becoming
such as we might hope we are, uncertain,
yet guided by some inner star, and thumbing
through the book of rules until the curtain
falls at last; how can we know who we are?
We can't, except with hindsight, which grows strong
with age and the experience of wandering far
on lanes which fork and bend and stony roads,
which turn out Cul de Sacs.  For going wrong
is part of coming right.  The heavy loads
we shoulder on the way aren't crosses, though,
just means of gaining insight when disposed
to self examining.  Afterwards we know
our limitations, they can't be pre-diagnosed.

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