"Learning"


                    Through the years and upon the bones of those
                    Who have gone before we build our world, and
                    Now have attained such heights that to our
                    Curious view appears the hoarded wealth of ages
                    Bound in the written word. For time upon time
                    The mind of man has sought to name the shapes
                    And forms that touch the sense, but dim with fault
                    We have brought forth countless laws and rules
                    Of thought that see the world and man as separate.
                    Lost along this errant path to wisdom
                    We have wandered far amongst the noxious weeds
                    And humanly we see the here and now
                    As truth. Dynamically our wills resist
                    The pains of change, and slowly do we move
                    Towards a clearer way. Knowledge is born
                    Of the constant struggle of force with force
                    And the foremost force impacting is ourselves.
                    From day to day our contacts with the various
                    Traits of nature, and aspects of humanity
                    Stirs within our hearts the answers to their
                    Conquest. And its this involvement of the self
                    In the activity of life which is
                    Our true and only source, of learning.