I know knowing be the desire,
Young or old, let it be the fire
That burns in mind each day
to get what's left, though it's May!
Know why the mind is the sea
Where knowledge flows freely,
And why the rocks are nothing
To them when they get going!
Know why water is so needful
For harvest to be much plentiful,
And why wings are wands, big,
To cast the spell in every ring!
Know why the old is much wise
When it comes to using expertise,
And why you often leg behind
When to your mind empty you find