On Searching


Between sparks of light and the convocation of scholars—
he is brave enough to be curious
living in the moment, blissfully unaware
as the world moves on

Not afraid to ask questions as he murmurs
           tell me again
                                show me
                                              let me…

He can not assess consequences or forget the risk
he does not know exist
He simply moves against the tide,
guided to understanding solely by heart

And when discovery becomes art,
that beautiful part of creating,
it is his hand that slowly glides the moon
across a starry sky

photo: Pixabay
prompts: #PhiloVerse, #WrittenRiver, Lyric Ideas, #JulyFalls18


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