Out Spoke They Who Hath Future

I saw a child sitting atop a rock.
This child was not a boy and this child was not a girl. This child was an inhabitant of soil and water, grass and flame.

The child sat there, peering beyond sky into what I could only guess was an overture of the universes history. I asked the child, "Would you tell me what you see?"

No flinch or movement from this child as the child answered.

"There is no need to tell you what I see."

I asked the child, "Would you tell me why there is no need?"

The child answered, "There is no need for me to explain."

I asked the child, "How then will I learn?"

The child answered, "There is no need for me to teach."

I was silent for a moment and then returned my own gaze to the sky.