To gain wisdom is not to claw answers out of the fabric of things but to listen to the meaning already present in them. Wisdom understands the stillness of stone, the river’s persistent flow, the world silently orbiting another sun. Wisdom already knows not all questions can be answered and not all meaning is shaped by human hands or heads or hearts. Wisdom leans close to the unspoken, to the fall of light on an empty field, to the sound of a loom that shapes a pattern it can not understand. And in this leaning, the wise become stewards of meaning, ensuring the thread between what can know, what can learn, and what simply is, remains unbroken.
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