I met a wizard

One day by a creek;

I sat down and listened

When he started to speak.

He spoke of the nature

Of space and of time —

He said they’re illusions

Construed in our minds.

He said we were born

From the ashes of stars,

And that some of my kids

Will be living on Mars!

He said that the grass

Was every color but green,

There’s no future and no past,

But only — in-between,

In other dimensions,

Beyond the known three,

Inertial momentum

Becomes gravity,

He told me of things

So amazing and grand,

That most of his words

I could not understand.

He saw my confusion,

To him I was blind;

He said the solution

Was to open my mind.

He reached in his pocket

And smiling at me,

He pulled out a locket

And inside was a key,

He said, “Take this with you,

Wherever you go,

And in turn, you will learn

Everything you must know.”

So I started my quest

To look for a door

That the key would unlock —

So I could learn more.

I searched every cranny

And all little nooks,

In streets and in alleys

And even in books,

I searched a whole life-time

For that hidden door;

I searched every why, when,

where, and what for.

Then one day it hit me

I must have been blind

Not to see that the key

Had really opened my mind,

And now I’m a wizard

And I’m telling you

If you sit down and listen

I can make you one too:

Take this old key

Try every door

You can find,

And one day you’ll see

That you have opened

Your mind.