A little wisdom lives with me

A little wisdom lives with me,
The way the wind lives in a wood;
Whispers through the shadowed silence,
Though it is not understood.

A little knowledge have I known,
The way the moon will rise at night,
Sublime despite the sleeping world,
Bringing a different kind of light.

A little learning lies within,
The way the waves run in from the sea,
Heedless the color of the sands,
Or who is waiting watchfully.