Wisdom of Time

To see the end is a dream of man,

But the wisdom of time reveals new paths,

That with old thinking would not be possible,

And in the impossibility of life,

Is where magic and faith collide,

To bring forth a desire and unexpected path,

Because if I knew this was the way,

Would I have been willing to walk,

In the scary and tragic manner that life pushes out?

No really.

I'd have found the simplest and easiest way to here,

But that would mean,

A meandering of a lifetime,

Instead of the treachery of a short time.

But does that mean I'm content with harshness?

No. Yet am aware of the struggle that comes to the wisdom of time.