IgnoranceIgnorance-child of mine,
Millions and billions and trillions
Of miles you have covered with me.
Are you not tired?
I think you really are.
Let me walk alone for a while.
I assure you,
If and when I reach
I shall definitely come back to you
To feed you,
And immortalise you.
Sri Chinmoy, Light-delight-journeys, Agni Press, 1974