Wisdom Descending

Wisdom descending from the sky…
The sound of Orpheus speaking…
Waiting, eternally, for the undiscovered.
What you reveal to me I shall never forget.
Very often I do not know what I know
Until I speak it — and my words come out whole and sure —
As if I knew what I knew all along.
It’s like magic falling from the starry night.
It’s thunder from the clouds.
It’s the Universe speaking in its own language.
©2015 Frances Ann Osborne