Without ingesting nutrients that nourish,
No creature owns the vital means to flourish,
Yet we, above all other species, need
The nurturing of love on which to feed:
It’s care, solicitude and kindness that
Provisions best a humane habitat.
The destiny for which we seem designed—
The efflorescence of the human mind,
Our blossoming into a species who
Can hope to comprehend a cosmic view—
Cannot succeed until we first impart
The higher wisdom of the human heart
To any enterprise we undertake
For Heaven's first and then the future’s sake.