Sunday, January 24, 2016

Tuition and intuition

Educating the mind, a lifelong task, it is hard to finish

Even as hairs turn grey, the seeking never stops

Hungry for evermore, with a ravenous appetite for books and bytes

The tuition is costly, paid with precious drops of time

None of it can buy even a flash of intuition

That gateway is unknown to most, it isn’t hardwired

It is an inexplicable flood that comes unannounced

There isn’t any coursework that may be teach us the way

The window to the source of intuition lies at the bottom of the mind

Below piles of information, whose tuition has cost us dear

We are the only species with the sixth sense, no one can be denied

It’s potential, realized when seeking ends and receiving begins