Falling down among the past forever.
Seeking wisdom from many people - most of the time ignoring the poets or inventors as just some troubled people who are idealists.
Finding always, the ways too little trodden, many people give up trying to locate wisdom.
Never knowing that it is earned bit by little bit, throughout the ages - they seek instead to grasp it all at once.
How little is known about the learning processes of men - how frail their educational systems.
Many children find their way into classrooms of stilted learning, taught by ineffective teachers still searching themselves for educational truths.
All about us are buildings erected for the teaching of men - yet what sort of educational foundations will be found within?
There are no ways devised to guarantee that anyone can gain wisdom if he only tries.
There is no way to take a stand, leading the way to educational bliss.
All of us must learn as little children, that learning cannot be learned and wisdom only earned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem