The Restless Heart

For a time this heart will be still
Content with the way things are
To see the days pass by
Much the same as before
To smile and enjoy
The known paths of life
But a day will come
When the old paths seem dull
And the day lingers without pleasure
Ever more the heart will turn
To the east and the west
Searching for something else
To the north and south
Wondering what lies ahead
Thus the heart will grow weary
With the paths of old
Unhappy with its own content
Then the heart will search out
Paths it has not tread
To forge where no one else has
Thus the world becomes known
And science mastered
And history is made
By the restless heart


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