Disclaimer: I don't own Spirit of Wonder or any of the characters therein.

Author Note: This poem is dedicated to Kenji Tsuruta, the author of this excellent series. After watching it, I found my spirit of wonder kindled as well.

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We now live in a cynical age

Where skepticism is the rule, doubt all the rage

Heroes are no more, high ideals to be mocked

Only status and wealth are granted high stock

This is a sad state of affairs, not always the case

There was a time when the whole human race

Dared to dream great dreams and discover new lands

They braved arctic seas and hot desert sands

Only for the sake of finding what was in store

Of going places where no one had gone before

The spirit that drove them, that put light in their eyes

led them across the earth, below the sea, and into the skies

This curiosity, this spirit, created childhood dreams

That never quite disappear, or so it would seem

Though infinitely smaller, the spirit has not disappeared

It still seeks out the wonderful, the amazing, the weird

It drove the "Scientific Boy's Club" on ethereal paths

Kept Windy up late at night with tough planning and math

It brought them to the planet with a solid red hue

And proved to the world that dreams still can come true

As long as man looks up with awe at the stars

As long as old men dream of voyaging to Mars

The spirit of wonder will remain mankind's drive

And keep them daring to dream, and seeking to strive

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