Life is a journey strange—yet we are learning still,

We’ve grown in years, not in wisdom—learning still.

We thought in childhood, books would teach us all,

But beyond those pages, life keeps turning—learning still.

Who said that knowledge lives in schools alone?

In every breath and fall, we’re yearning—learning still.

To walk is life, to learn is how we stay alive,

Through every rise and break, we’re burning—learning still.

Death may be certain, the end of every road,

Till then, with every step, we’re learning—learning still.

~ Dawn