Night dreams fade,
slowly bleached away,
as the sun like an earnest teacher
brings forth another day.

Sedimentary knowledge,
rises in steps of wisdom,
traveling light exposes the truths
while the shadows die in obscurity.

There is a hunger,
some would call it curiosity,
lying within us that must be nurtured
a quest to find what was never lost.

We rise from sleep,
seeking consciousness,
resuming the rhythm of time
rising through space to our own ends.