To use this anology,
For one wishing to know...
What it is like to fly!
If flying has been made their priority.
If one is booted from a nest,
And has wings.
Eventually they will learn,
What they are used for.
However, there is a possibility...
If they should survive the fall,
They will teach themselves how to fly.
And with a discovered appreciation for it.
Everyone isn't equipped,
To answer questions asked!
Nor should it be expected,
Those who have answers also have patience.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem