To Find You At The End

"Practice makes man perfect" You said Asking us to practice, practice, practice... Progress in the world‘ll follow for sure Without specific effort to achieve it. In the vast nature You laid all over Every element hides secrets to learn This life You thoughtfully handed to us Is itself a giant lesson to assimilate. You're the ultimate teacher who delivers Vast body of knowledge we slowly absorb We tend to know many things we don't Effortlessly not knowing we're learning. Everyday we keep on finding solutions "Impossible" is a word we tend to forget As our relentless search goes on and on We march forward to reach You at the end.