A poor old man had only one horse that he needed.
One day the gate broke down and the horse walked away.
The neighbors came and said "If only you had heeded;
We told you to fix the gate. Why did he have to stray?
Now you are poorer than ever. Surely this is a curse.
God has brought this evil upon you. Curse God and die."
The wise old man said "Do not pre-judge. It could be worse.
Whether it's a curse or a blessing we can't tell. Outcry
Not until the facts are known. Let your judgments take flight.
A few days later the horse came home with seven
Wild horses. The neighbors came and said "You were right
and we were wrong. Surely this thing came from Heaven."
The wise man said "Again you speak too soon. We can't tell
If it is good or bad. Let time pass." The man's only son
Went out to break the wild horses. One bucked and off he fell
And broke his leg. The neighbors came and said "This was one
Unfortunate thing. You were right to wait. This was bad."
The wise man said "You people are obsessed with judging."
Later the country went to war and all the sons were sad
except the injured one who didn't have to go trudging.
The neighbors came again and said "You were right old man.
You have your son with you. We will never see ours again."
The wise man said "Do you never learn? We don't know God's plan.
Your sons may become heroes. Mine may try to walk in vain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lot of wisdom in this poem. The man is truly wise, and most of us are not.
Thanks for your comment. I like to define wisdom as knowledge + experience.