Philosophical Curiosity Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Life, a winding, wondrous road,
Where sunshine dances, shadows load.
A mystery woven, thread by thread,
With joy and sorrow gently bled.

Our bodies, like a humming thing,
Need fuel to soar, to laugh, to sing.
Good food and water, air so clear,
Keep us upright, banish fear.

But more than bread, and breath so deep,
A hungry mind we yearn to keep.
To question skies and earth below,
To understand the seeds we sow.

We seek the why, the how, the where,
Philosophic souls, beyond compare.
A burning quest within us lies,
To seek the truth behind the skies.

Curiosity, a guiding light,
To pierce the darkness, claim the night.
Independence, wings to fly,
Beyond the safety of the sky.

Courage blooms, a vibrant flower,
To face the storm, to find our power.
Humility, a gentle grace,
To know our place in time and space.

And honesty, a crystal stream,
Reflecting truth, a waking dream.
These gifts we need, to truly be,
More than just alive, but wild and free.

Tor M.Solvang