The virtues of amateurism

You can only know when you know ,
For life’s way is just like the snow .
Days of unknowing trains a man.
I bruised my knees so I could fly
The truth you see was once a lie,
Ignorance now sleeps in a can.
Callowness comes with its goodness ,
I once perceived it as weakness
But it didn’t change the master’s plan.

Miidong