Knowledge

by Christina Knight

Title

Knowledge

Artist

Christina Knight

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Painting - Acrylic On Canvas

Description

In the hush of the library, where whispers dwell,
Where pages flip, and stories swell,
A secret force, a silent spell,
Lies within the hearts of those who dwell.

Knowledge, a flame, so softly bright,
Ignited by a gentle touch, a guiding light.


If only I had seen it sooner, my friend,
The shadows that crept with silent tread,
The whispers of truth, the lessons to lend,
I might not have stumbled so much in the end.

My voice was soft, my words unbent,
Allowing doubt to weave its web, so vast,
If only I had spoken with intent,
To bridge the gap, to hold the line, to cast
A net of understanding, to amass
The wisdom lost, the thoughts unspent.

But now I know, and with this power, so profound,
I gaze upon the faces, steadfast, around,
Their eyes a mirror, their voices sound,
A symphony of knowledge, a healing ground.

As lightning strikes, it clears the air,
Dispelling fog, revealing truth so fair,
It turns our thoughts into a mighty snare,
To capture ignorance and show we care.

Knowledge is power, as true as love,
Forged in fires, caressed by the brave and kind,
It's the weapon we hold from above,
Against the dark, it's our saving grace to find.

Through battles fought, and lessons learned,
It shapes our hearts, our very core,
A power that can't be burned or spurned,
A gift from those who dared before.

Each spark a revelation, a key,
Each truth a steppingstone across the sea,
Towards the dawn, where understanding reigns,
Where ignorance is vanquished, which sets us free.

In the quiet, I stand, eager to absorb,
To pass it on, like a precious pearl,
To hold it tight, yet let it unfurl,
To be the light, to be the world's whirl.

For knowledge is power, that dares us to grow,
A force untamed, guiding the future we sow.

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May 24th, 2023

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