Expert/Evolving - Poem by Ewen Morrison
The best of experts new nothing certainly,
questioned keenly on subject, see what be?
Novice questioning, to find answer/cause
learning everything as can, and as it was.
Learns for self, to feed the Soul with best,
fed one's soul: essentially sharing the rest.
Sage's quest is never done: doubt's drive;
wisdom's search pleasure, needn't arrive!
Trust Searching Expert, but wonder...
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