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Tue 21 Dec, 2004 07:47 am
The Ode of Humankind
I wondered & marveled of other lands
And went forward with my dreams.
Reaching my dreamlands with what I thought
Were setbacks, awakened other schemes.
So I explored jungles and oceans and ?'Lo and behold..!"
My spirits soared!
Leaders & followers as one -
No limitations could resist our horde.
There was nothing I could not accomplish
With fixed confidence of my dreams.
What the circle of life could not accomplish,
False prophets filtered through the seams.
Ever since my cave days, I saw outer space in
The corner of my eye.
Waiting for an indeterminate amount of time,
So that my soul could fly.
The heavenly stars above beckoned me since
My discovery of fire.
Yes I've died but yet I live on. Don't I exist
Forever? So who then is the liar?
With my great accomplishments
Why then are the heavens denied me?
Am I not balanced though war and peace
Assail me?
I have found the stars are not mine, though
Eons of generations laid their all on the line.
I must find someone to blame for stifling my
Self-made horizons.
I can't blame God - He's not around -
And each other wastes daughters & sons.
I rush now with mindless scrambling -
Possessing & building & creating an unseen vortex.
So why is my life a carousel, whose never-ending
Ride seems complex?
It seems I cannot run far enough even to the
Seeming traitorous space.
To answer questions of life and conquered lands for peace -
Finally won - reveals it weightless grace.
Will it be too late to realize that every
Question one can ponder,
Is/was to start & end within ourselves
- THAT -
Being life's wonder?
When all the screaming suffering is done
And life is put on eternity's shelf,
Will it be too late to realize the only real
Unconquered land was - THE "SELF"?
...and so true, yes? no?
PBWY
tm
Yes, true, and well-put. It puts a slightly different spin on that element of the truth than I've heard before, or in different words, at least. I tend to think in terms of "mortifying the flesh" - but I like your emphasis on "conquest of self" - it's a poetic way of expressing this truth.
starsworth...would you consider then, that the "self" - IS - "The final frontier..."???
Think about it...
PBWY.
Here's hoping your Christmas is so memorable that it warms your heart for many years.
tm
Self: The Final Frontier!
Merry Christmas to you as well. Take care.
WONDERFUL! Now begins the journey you never knew existed !!!
PBWY - along the way - all the way.
tm