The Hidden

What you see is
but I can't see air
I can feel the wind.

Science knows the basic truth
but it can only find the seen
What is love?

Religion has the answer
but I lack faith
Priest with their little boys.

I think, I imagine
My worth is measured
By the positive impact, I bring.

As the child must fall
To know his truth
Man must fall if he is to learn.

Poets, soothsayers, wise-men and prophets
Cry out warnings, beware
But the child only fears the fire after its burned.

Knowing is not the answer
the quest for knowledge
The journey is the answer. The reason