The Untiring Explorer
Civilizations are bound by Revelations,
Unnumbered are prophets,
And immense are prophecies;
All meant to refine the most blessed; Man.
Ages have trodden over generations,
Still He remains the same Savage at hearts,
Save a very few who has ever attempted
To explore the very SELF.
Uncanny his intentions and goals,
And tame less by nature though,
Man, the untiring excavator trace
The hidden, invaluable and shining Absolutes!
What a design worthy has HE done,
Challenging Reasons does man mount!
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