In the quiet dawn of morning light,
A whisper stirs, so soft, so bright,
Questions bloom where shadows fade,
In the heart, a spark is made.

Eyes wide open, seeking more,
Beyond the known, through every door,
The world unfolds its hidden threads,
In every corner, secrets spread.

With every step, the thirst expands,
Curiosity takes gentle hands,
Guiding through the realms unknown,
Until the seeds of wonder’s sown.

Embrace the path, with open heart,
Let the quest for truth impart,
For in the dance of seeking eyes,
The soul’s true journey lies.