Mount Wisdom
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009

The wiseman climbed to the top of the hill
He stood there long and he stood there still
He stood with his feet planted flat on the earth
It rained, it snowed yet he stood by his turf

The wiseman climbed to the top of the hill
Where the wiseman had climbed and where he stood still
And they both stood there with their feet on the ground
They stood there in silence, they stood without sound

Up this wise hill all the wisemen ventured
All out to gain more wisdom by this adventure
And they all stood there at the top of the hill
They stood and they stared and they stand there still

They don't need shelter and the don't need food
Once they climbed the mountain they all understood
So the wiseman stay there with their wisdom and will
They stand and they stare and they stand there still