“The knowledge of all things is possible”
― Leonardo da Vinci
It is in the asking
Wondering what secrets
Make the wheel spin
And green crops grow.
How can it be this way
And not another?
Some dark mechanism
Awaits the dazzling light
Of understanding.
Through it all we watch
Quietly doing nothing
Or so it seems;
Yet in the silence
A most important text
Grows insistent and certain.
We are at once compelled
To place our hand
Where new words appear
Etched in primal stone;
Questions echo inside
To fill the book
Of the hollow world.
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