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Last one for today. Another poem I wrote, this one Inspired by An Essay on Man by A. Pope.
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Know your own self, and do not seek the stars;
For what you seek is found in who you are.
Placed here between the heights of heaven and ground,
A creature vast in strength, yet tightly bound.
Too sharp to trust in doubt, too blind to see,
Too frail for pride, too proud for humility.
He walks a line where shadows blur the day,
In doubt to speak, or in silence stay.
In doubt if flesh or thought should take the reign,
Born to endure, yet always to complain.
His mind a storm where reason’s compass fails,
Too quick to chase the wind, too slow to sail.
A whirl of passion, fury, love, and hate,
By his own hand he shapes his fleeting fate.
Made half for joy, yet destined still to weep,
Ruler of all things, yet no secret keep.
In search of truth, yet stumbling in disguise;
A baffled fool, a wonder in disguise.
