Every man does a life in freedom crave,
Be it freedom from ills of ignorance,
From pangs of poverty, from plenty’s pain—
The worries born of too much abundance,
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And search he can’t what’s close— his soul to find.
None ever born is to ‘become’ happy,
As journey ends man’s destined just to be,
Springs happiness, springs freedom but from mind.........so touching with lofty theme. A brilliant poem is astutely delineated. Thank you for sharing.
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And search he can’t what’s close— his soul to find. None ever born is to ‘become’ happy, As journey ends man’s destined just to be, Springs happiness, springs freedom but from mind.........so touching with lofty theme. A brilliant poem is astutely delineated. Thank you for sharing.
Again a poem of 2004 and gathering dust with no comments form anywhere... and then you visit it with such good words. Thanks indeed.