This Haiku: Or Else

I must train my heart
To believe what’s pure and true
Without Love’s mercy

Jousting With Wisdom

Wisdom, how shall I deal with it?

It’s brave and of strong back, and oft’ times messy-sweet.

I must exhaust it beckoning, “Come forth with one more feat!”

Wisdom saunters in
After the world falls apart
As if its on time