Quenching The Thirst For Knowledge

As I sat thinking the other day, A flow of thoughts brought these words to say. Some were fleeting, some longer lasting, Like the evening shadows the sun was casting. Quenching my thirst for knowledge to be known, Neither rightness nor wrongness had a need to be shown. Titles and labels were thrown to the floor, As aspects and insights began to soar. How can the beginnings and endings be understood? If we look inside, then they could. It’s looking inside, to determine the intention, That reveals a truth that fuels comprehension. It’s the essence of Truth that we must perceive, To see its value so we can believe. Through perception to conception, we begin to relish, The connection to perfection, we then can embellish.