A deadly veil obscures the
Mind and vision of multitudes
Who wring their hands and obsess
Over the fleeting dramas we create in
This joint production of our evolution.
It places FAR too much emphasis on
THIS body and THIS particular lifetime
Out of the many thousands of lifetimes
That have been and are yet to come, as
Well as on the countless bodily forms
We all have inhabited on the journey.
Knowing they must not interfere, yet
Recognizing the self-defeating and
Inevitably destructive course,
It is a sad thing to observe
From the perspective of
Those more advanced
Beings who witness
This unfolding
Fiasco.
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Author:
Louis Gibbs (
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Thanks LOUIS an interesting concept to make one ponder on HOMO SAPIENS ~ so early in the morning ! The fact of the Matter is if ADAM & EVE (check my Fusion for a picture of EVE !) walked into a NUDIST COLONY ~ they would look no different from 21st Century Man & Woman ! We never evolved from Simians we were created NOT a little Higher then the Apes but in "The Likeness of GOD" ~ just a "Little lower than the ANGELS !". We are Spiritual Beings infinitely different from the rest of the Animal Kingdom ~ AMEN ! Yours BRIAN
Thanks so much for your thoughtful input, Brian. You are appreciated.
Good write L. And yet there will be this emphasis, I feel, as man does not naturally think on spiritual things. In fact, it says in the good book that man can't naturally understand spiritual things, but needs 'help from above' to do so.
And that help is available in understanding, if one seeks it. Thanks, 'O'.
You are totally right Orch. Man need help from above to understand spirit and those that only believe in the mind will die without understanding.
Enjoyed this read about our journey through life on earth - and the fiasco made of what the experience should teach us. Thanks for sharing it and for the admirable form you used.
So glad you appreciated both content and form, Fay! I do love to experiment with form, as to me it can contribute so much beauty to a poem.
Fay calls it a journey through life on earth and the poem has rather eerily depicted the shape of coffin - anyway, whatever, a great write Louis.
Hadn't thought about the coffin shape until now. Whether burned or planted, we all can look forward to a container of some kind for this body. Thank you for the gracious review of the poem, Michael!
Very profound Louis , you've spent sometime thinking about this , well done
I've spent most of this lifetime thinking about this .... not to mention time spent in other lifetimes. Glad you appreciated it, WL! Thanks.
Louis, you wrote from MY heart! While I could not write it as beautiful as you, the content speaks to me. It is a fiasco, let's just hope we can make up for it in our future lifetimes, where I am sure I will meet you again!!!
I certainly will look forward to us meeting again, Fred! Your words have touched me ... thanks so much my friend.
This is very thought provoking. I like it a lot!
Thank you so much, Thoff. Provoking thoughts is a worthy goal of poetry.
Louis, what a great write. Leave the word there for those that are interested. If is a fiasco or not who can tell. If anyone comes back to say about it, no one believes anyway. The God's comedy. Were we created for God's to play?
I agree ... in this particular culture, unfortunately, not many minds are open to believing anyone who speaks of such things. "Created for Gods to play" ... or created as aspects of Creator for 'the play'? Thanks for your input , Malu!
I like the way you say it. Created from God's aspects for the play. I rather think the way you put it. It is insane to think that God created us to play with us.
We can't fathom the depth of Creator's plan, I must agree. Cheers, Malu!
Very interesting write. I can tell you have thought about this a lot; Thanks for sharing your views. Again, great poem.
I appreciate your comment a great deal, Christina, and yes ... It is a lot to think about.
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