What we once knew we no longer know,

What we once did we no longer do,

A decade, a century, an aeon ago,

Our time of knowing and doing is through,

The most tragic of these things has shown to be true,

We no longer know what we knew when we knew,

Things that are lost that we seek to renew,

A quest to uncover, veiled by that to discover,

Our borders of understanding are blurred by a most frightening hue,

If we bridge one secret from another to another,

To the store of lost knowledge we are sure to connect,

But what from the here to here-after are we apt to recover?