We have traded intuition for mastery
Lost an unshakable feeling of what is,
acquired an understanding of how things work.
We disdain the wild beast and the savage,
but something they have that we have lost,
And in a generation the last of them may be gone.
We can listen to others who describe their visions
and not merely their reasons;
We can pass our days surrounded by nature
until the voices of men fade from our ears;
We can remember, as we make each decision,
how tentative is our knowledge, and how fragile our lives.