Louis Gibbs

TEMPORARY TEMPLES

It is sad

To look around at

All the broken down

Neglected and abused

Temples of the soul;

 

Marvelous vehicles

On temporary loan,

Into which we come

To interact with nature

And with one another.

 

To dishonor our bodies

The way so many of us do

Must surely be confirmation

Of how very, very far

We have yet to go.

 

It is sad.

Comments6

  • Diamond

    Good food, good rest and hygiene. Are the way to respect it.

  • Michael Edwards

    Sad write with great construction - great read Louis

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, the body should always be respected.

  • orchidee

    A fine write Louis.

  • FredPeyer

    Your great poem made me think, Louis! Is it maybe the other way round? Part of the soul's education to experience living inside a neglected and/or abused temporary temple? Just food for thought or maybe a discussion.

    • Louis Gibbs

      Good point you bring up, Fred. I think you are exactly right in that part of what we are to experience 'down here' is to live in, and be restrained by; self-limiting inflictions such as obesity, injury inflictions, and birth handicaps we choose before coming in ... all of the above in various incarnations. Not to mention mental and psychological handicaps. All part of the grand and glorious game we are engaged in.

    • Santita

      Oh this is quite powerful, Louis. I absolutely agree about how we treat our vessels. and the fact that you call them "temples of the soul" touches my heart. You are a beautiful soul.

      • Louis Gibbs

        You certainly have a way of touching my soul, Santi, as you have with this comment. I appreciate you and your thoughtful comments so very much! Thank you.



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