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.
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Author:
Louis Gibbs (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Learning to respect these incredible, temporary, temples of the soul, I'm sure is one of the important lessons we are here to learn in the evolutionary process. Not an encouraging sign to observe how they are sorely disrespected by so very many.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Sad write with great construction - great read Louis
Good write, the body should always be respected.
A fine write Louis.
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.
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.
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