Gentle Art

To dodge the dart of foolish mind,

A subtle art, it's hard to find.

Avoid the pit, the shallow stream,

And wisdom's light will softly gleam.

No hasty judgments, rash and blind,

A tranquil soul, a peaceful mind.

With caution tread, and thoughtful pace,

Intelligence finds its rightful place.

For in the void of senseless haste,

A clarity begins to taste.

Not brawn of mind, but gentle art,

To keep the foolish self apart.

So steer clear of folly's shore,

And wisdom's depths will evermore,

Unfold before your watchful eye,

As intelligence soars on high.