There; 'n Back. Again! A Natural Philosopher's Tale

She hides her sources, well
beneath her clothes, entrancing spell
in her bare rhythm, Enchantment
as ancient as our expectation
of the  impossibility of ever knowing Nature, but
with each reclassification to improbable, another near-heroic feat and layer off
with every explanation, superstition finds retreat, 
seeks its breath between their spaces
with intellect, creativity, and hard work
a legacy,
with honesty, integrity, a few quirks
the grind, a few perks
and the Sparks
of insight, pop into it
conception is not supernatural, 
proprioception, precepts, and 
perceptions are all 
that we have
no exceptions 
allowed. Hear 
it's rough  
feeling tired?
and frustrated?
if we help 
one 
another
make the ascent
breathe in her hair
taste the sweat
I see her sly smile
feel Nature's desire to be known
and taste the sacred fruit
offer secrets,
sew. Gathered,
they make Sense.
Together,
we Know
We will too.
Now red from top to bottom, now read from bottom to top
We will too.
we Know
Together,
they make Sense.
sew. Gathered,
offer secrets,
and taste the sacred fruit
feel Nature's desire to be known
I see her sly smile
taste the sweat
breathe in her hair
make the ascent
another
one 
if we help 
and frustrated?
feeling tired?
it's rough  
allowed. Hear 
no exceptions 
that we have
perceptions are all 
proprioception, precepts, and 
conception is not supernatural 
of insight, pop into it
and the Sparks
the grind, a few perks
with honesty, integrity, a few quirks
a legacy,
with intellect, creativity, and hard work
seeks its breath between their spaces.
with every explanation, superstition finds retreat, 
with each reclassification to improbable, another near-heroic feat and layer off
of the  impossibility of ever knowing Nature, but
as ancient as our expectation
in her bare rhythm; Enchantment
beneath her clothes, entrancing spell
She hides her sources, well.
There; 'n back. Again! A Natural Philosopher's Tale