Wisdom

Wisdom

Wisdom calls out;

I turn her volume down

by allowing background voices to predominate.

She stubbornly plants herself at the entrance to my world. 

How can I avoid her call 

when she is so insistent?

But I have a busy day.

Other items of interest beg for my attention,

things that make me feel important,

valued.

I realize she is the voice of reason,
but who wants to slow down,
 to listen to her words?

Her message is depressing,
discouraging,
convicting.

I make my choice.
I move on.

Another day and maybe I'll take the time . . .

the time needed to decipher her message.

© 2014 Lana Gray