Though
we have
forged
ourselves wings,
we
are not masters
of
the sky.
Though
we've built
boats
to sail the seas,
we
know not
the
mysteries of the deep.
And
though we walk over
and
tunnel under the Earth,
we
feel not
the
beating of her heart.
Creators
and thinkers,
inventors
and tinkers,
gifted, but we miss
the magic of this life.
Students, not
the masters,
let's learn from Mother Earth
the language of the senses,
the way that leads to love.
