Wisdom Chant

Wisdom has no barns
It's not collected and stocked
But offered freely 
Even when mocked 

A voice of reason in the wind
Nodd when words are thin
The look in silence 
If fools begin

It's not sweet thoughts
In the best of times
Or clear direction repeated
But counsel against whims 

Spoken up if knocked down 
Laid down if ruled out
Wisdom cares not for show 
Or the crowd about

It is a constant flow
Never ending source 
Right that's never wrong 
Something God would say