It moves from here to there, looking everywhere,
And when it finds a new thing it becomes a dare,
That challenges the eye to look again somewhere,
To find another thing for future thinking's fare.
It's going to and fro and searching all around,
Chasing secrets one by one until they're found,
Then knowing them in all their glory so profound,
Looks for more to puzzle brain and mind confound.
It travels far and wide to learn those mysteries,
That cry out to be known and become memories,
Which then become the recollected reveries,
That fill the mind with dreams of new discoveries.
PS: Thanks for reading and perhaps listening.