When an infant first peers into her mother's eyes, <br /> when she finds her feet and hands. <br /> While playing outside, the child finds <br /> a pill bug curled up to hide, <br /> or on a flower, a bee lands. <br /> <br /> When meeting a new friend, <br /> or finding something new in an old one. <br /> When the door of sexuality is opened <br /> and two lovers become as one. <br /> <br /> When walking through the woods, <br /> a small trail appears with foot- <br /> prints from a fawn. <br /> When staying up all night with <br /> a loved-one just to greet the dawn. <br /> <br /> When finding the courage to chase <br /> after a dream, <br /> When following the path of a <br /> well-established stream. <br /> Life is never fully known, <br /> but a lifetime of discovery zones.<br /><br />Elizabeth Bolden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-s-true-discovery-zones/
