Upbringing

Existence and knowledge both are poles apart, Life burns the soul, whereas lore makes it smart.

Joy, wealth and power all, to lore are due, How irksome that to self it yields no clue!

No dearth of lettered men, ah few! provide The bowl with wine of gnosis like true guide.

The ways of teachers donʹt expand the heart, Matchstick canʹt light to electric lamp impart.