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Do you live in a illuminated world? Or a world shrouded. |
The Learning Spark I stand surrounded by shadows. Shrouded in mystery and in magic. The world was full of wonder, full of magic Then I heard a question. "What is darkness?" I turned to see a boy standing before me, Eyes full of light, Sparks of joy and naivety. I answered and he was sated. Then he asked again, "What is light?" I answered and he was sated. The boy continued to ask questions, Every time I would answer, And always be sated... Always temporarily... Then I decided to ask him a question, The boy with eyes of light and joy. "Why do you ask questions?" The boy smiled. "Why would I live in a world shrouded?" "Wouldn't you want to live in a world illuminated?" I was sated by his answer. But then I realized. My world was shrouded. I asked the boy another question, He answered and I was sated. "Why do you ask me so many questions?" "Why ask when I know so little?" The boy smiled. "No one knows everything." "But everyone knows something different." "So I ask. I ask. I ask." For a second I paused. Then I was sated. The boy then turned to another direction. He asked the darkness a question. I listened and wondered who he spoke to. I asked and he answered. Then I saw who he spoke too, A man with a furrowed brow and deep creases on his face, -But I disliked this man- -The questions he answered instead of me- -I forgot the man- -And the shroud increased- -Then I felt it- -A burrow in my chest- -Shame- I asked the boy about my shame, And he smiled. "It's okay to live in a shrouded world." "A world of mystery and magic." "Some worlds are better in the light" "Some worlds are better in the shroud." I paused as I realized something. The boy... The boy... He was no boy, he was a man. A child's naivety is not asking questions. A child's naivety is accepting without thought. A wise man asks questions with naivety... But wonders about the answer.... To ask and to question the answer This is wisdom. -The boy- !No! -The man- I may not have his light or his joy. I envy it The Learning Spark |