Extrememly Inquisitive

Sliding down mountain pathways, oblivious to the dangers inherent within it's hidden places. Secreted quietly where no one can see them unless they are like this poet, noticing every detail and being extremely inquisitive and eternally curious. Always having been this way since being born, remembering even when first opening my eyes, looking around, curiosity innately wanting to be satisfied. Eyes roaming constantly, taking in everything around me, expressions on people's faces, gestures, emotions touching me somehow interiorly. Never thinking to question why this happens in spite of my curiosity, just totally accepting everything as a part of who I am.