The Greatest Discovery
Some may speak of fire
The wheels that turned the fate of man
Some may map the genius
Who dared the flat world’s rounded span
Other’s still are thinking
The tombs of ancient catacombs
Or destination’s revel
Of what man finds wherein he roams
What though of the simple
Or is it simple after all
Realizing happy
Is life itself however small
Yet I ponder often
The question put to skies above
Is not the greatest triumph
The one who first discovered love
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