#164

A sneaky secret keeper,
Time
never tells as she vowed.
Perhaps the phrase should be
Only Time
allows
enough of the fog to settle that we might
in our finite vision, finally
be able to see
the pieces
clearly.
It turns out Time
knows nothing
except where wisdom
is hidden –
beneath the cloud of what we think we know –
so she holds it
out of our reaches.
It turns out Time doesn’t tell.
She teaches.