Spark
Dust motes dance, and sunlight spills
Through dusty windows of my intellectual lair
The aged paper scent, comfort and snare
Surrounded by knowledge, a thirst I can't share
SPARK! A question burns, pushes past the dark
I dive deep, wide, into oceans of knowing
A treasure hunt, secrets growing
Mountains of data, endlessly flowing
Sifting, unearthing, piecing together
Connecting dots, puzzle incomplete
Every clue - victory!
Every dead end - defeat!
It taunts me! Just out of reach
A hidden treasure, beyond my mental breach
No map, and no guide, but the hunt goes on
Day and night, dusk to dawn
But in the chaos, in the din
Beauty emerges from within
This pursuit - life's reflection
Unfolding chapters, joy, dejection
Like lovers lost in the moment's embrace
I surrender to research's grace
A journey of discovery of lives intertwined
Every question answered
A truth we find
In the quest... we find ourselves.
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