Tantalus stands with arms
In pathetic outreach
So too do I see with arms stretched
All that I want
The words I long to say
The style to say it with
And when I am on the threshold
Of understanding
It all flows away again
Constant plodding
Ever moving forward
And uphill
Continual exertion
Wholehearted effort
Going up a grueling hill
Hoping the end is nearing
This time, will it sick?
The boulder rolls back
Down upon me
And when the sweet fruit
Reaches the lips
And quenches the thirst
A new hunger is created
Adam and Eve they finally knew
As Pandora did also learn
The price of knowledge is pain