Tuesday, March 6, 2012

An Unfinished Song to the Children of Truth

The world lays at your feet, my child.
The sky, the moon, the stars, these are yours to know.
The light of knowledge shines on you,
You stand on the shoulders of a race of giants.

The wonders of existance are yours to discover,
The magic of life is yours to seek,you have only to open your eyes.
The knowledge of humanity,
of billions upon billions of lifetimes is within your reach.



You hold the key to the cosmos, reason.
The world around you can be known, if you have the will.

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