2 Poles (part 2)

The wisest souls are at the extremes of age.
The little ones, unbiased and pure, innocent and unscarred.
The elders, experienced and tamed, the ones that finally recovered their place.

The elders pass on,
Pass on and retain their wisdom.
Reborn as a little one, unscathed but wise.

Slowly, but surely, intermingling with peers, the little one loses its way,
Only to reclaim it one day,
As an elder.


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