StumblingAs we stumble along bumping into our worldOceans in our heads, hungry and intense. For light, for color, for touch and sound.We; on our belly's barley capable of movementgo out into all that is, head long, without fear.Learning best when we're at our worst or doing so.We mark triumphs in our own minds when we think we understand.Just to be as confused the next moment.Always looking down the road instead of at our tip toes.There we find ourselves in humility, stumbling in empty space.Learning. Some of us stop reaching out because with learning comes pain, loss, and fear. This is the price for knowledge. this is the pric