The beginning to knowledge

The beginning to knowledge

by dan ankers

At first, all that I could know was that I did not know

And If I did not know that, then I was a fool

But alas, in time I learned to go slow

And see myself as I was

As a pauper-ish soul

But a man who has nothing

Has all the world to gain

and

I saw then what I lacked

And I set out for those things

And in time as I replaced the chinks in my armour

With Fillings Refined

I started knowing more

And my perceptions climbed

As I learned what I knew

I also saw more of what I knew naught

And in grasping this truth

A precious wisdom was caught

And my panic to know

Became a lesser desire

And was balanced out

By an almost holy fire

And I expressed myself anew

In an indescribable way

A sort of balance between the eternal

And the lists of knowable things

And still my desire to learn

Grows as it rages within me, every day

But with that also comes

A desire to be free

A yearning to strive

Coupled with this newfound sense of peace

A dabbling of the student here

And a great helping of the wide-eyed child

A willingness to want it all

And a wanderlust to run wild

To ogle this crazy world

Like a hormonal boy, to a pretty young girl

In short,

I learned that it was okay

to be me,

every day

Even though I have not yet seen my destiny

Or really truly learned one single thing

And though I may die that way

At the least, I can honestly declare

That living for the moment

And desiring for the best

In no way inhibits the living heart

Which beats inside my chest

and

In no way destroys the peace

Which is harbored within my lucid mind

And for that I can say that I am exponentially blessed

On this day

At this current place in time