HE WHO BY WISDOM

Ecclesiastes 9:14, 15

Silently growsIris in courtyard.Silently roseUnfurls on briar.Nobody knowsWho had the wisdomOr the desireTo save the city.Without any shrillDemand for attentionPine trees on hillAttain dimension.When besieging kingAdvanced on few,And what came nextNobody knew—Ah! None could fillThe place of oneWhose love and pityHad made him wise.His name, his rank,Not written down,Who by his wisdomDelivered a town;Who vitalizesNow the deedOf quiet onesAlert to need.

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