-- He Who Learns --

John Herlihy

He who learns as a child,

As milk written on fresh white paper.

He who learns as an adolescent,

As a bee searching for honied nectar.

He who learns as a young adult,

As a butterfly drinking the heart of a flower.

He who learns as a mature adult,

As a lion whose roars echo thru the jungle.

He who learns as an elderly person,

As a barn owl that sees through the night.

He who learns as an old person,

As indelible ink on a scroll of parchment.

He who has died has nothing more to learn,

As invisible ink in a star-filled firmament.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Wednesday 22 September 2021