Prometheus put fire at our feet.
He taught us to control its smoke and blaze.
Then we could warm the night, and cook the meat,
and fire pots, and so evolve a ways.

And someone sometime stumbled on the wheel,
a shape we use to help us stumble less.
Like fire it took off with huge appeal
and blazed us ways we couldn’t then express.

Inventions and discoveries were they
that formed the base for most our growth since then,
but I suggest they’ve had their brightest day
and we don’t need to look that way again.
To take us further than we’ve come before
we need to matter less, and venture more.