WISDOM (A Poem by The Prophetic Scribe)

I'm in love with Wisdom.
I'm pursuing her everyday.
She walks the road of righteousness.
Her actions lead the way.

I’m courting her earnestly.
Hanging on to her every word.
Her words of truth are captivating.
She gives the best advise I’ve ever heard.

She’s so beautiful to me;
much more than most men can handle,
but not for me; I'll wait up late.
For her, I’ll burn another candle.

She is regal and respected
Because of her ways and means.
She doesn’t indulge in pettiness.
Her thoughts are on heavenly things.

Lord, I’m in love with Wisdom.
And I plan to have her some day.
Because I’ll continue to pursue her
Until I have my way.

There she goes again.
I can’t take my eyes away.
I can hardly wait to find out
What she has for me today.

Lord, I’m in love with Wisdom
Will you allow me to see her face?
It isn’t enough to know that her words
Are sweet to the taste.

I want to see her and touch her,
And to breath her air.
I want to smell her and really know her,
To feel the texture of her hair.

Do you know what the Lord
Said to me then?
He said, Wisdom is more than your senses.
It is the knowledge within.

It’s the mystery of creation.
It’s the process of growth.
It’s the reason that birds migrate.
They just know.

It’s possible to possess Wisdom
But she isn’t an easy catch.
As you study to show yourself approved,
You will find you’ve met your match.

Lord, I’m in love with Wisdom,
And I’m prepared to sacrifice,
To learn her ways and habits,
To live a righteous life.

© November 7, 2006
Arletia McInnis, The Prophetic Scribe