When I descended from my cave to share my wisdom with the folk I was then greeted by non save an old man garbed in wisdom's cloak. laughing like a boy came he and for my virtue greeted me. That laughing saint reminded me, of Plato's saying that when you, the shining face of truth do see, You first become a person who has lost his reason and his wits a cause for triggering laughter fits. This metaphor of cave my friend I owe to Nietzsche's thoughtful mind who says that when you comprehend something truthful; then you find the joy of wisdom in your soul that takes away your self control. By Khalid Jamil Rawat |
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Poem :Wisdom and Laughter
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