To Learn

A life of growing and learning.

We first beheld the sun in the heavens.
We first saw the light of being.
We gaze into our newborn's eyes, and we see the creation of our human empires.

The baby's hand reaches outward, and we hold it, comforting it as it grows.
The baby's adventure of exploration, to seek, to know.
The utter beauty of learning forces him onward.

He fights to caress what he touches.
His wants and needs are nourished and inspired.
His ideas can turn the smallest grain of matter into destruction or the indescribable beauty of existence.

Flower blossoms signal the adult coming of age.
Stretching, reaching, it moves out into the world.
Tapping life on the shoulder, the man longs to help, but in his own way.

From the birth of humankind arises the miracle of learning.
To learn a name. To learn a face. To learn a language.
From fire to the artificial mind, wisdom bridges the titanic expanse of years in flashes.

Sculpting his likeness in the past, he longs for eternity.
Probing the future, he ignores the past.
Forever living, forever changing, forever growing, the mind's eye can awaken the universe.