POETRY – RHYME


Anguish & Pain:

To be unhappy, invoking desire to seek,
Seems the inevitable, path of the oblique.
From pain to discontent, then introspection,
To searching frustrations, by circumspection.

A contented happy life, with no direction,
Is pointless meandering, in cosmic insurrection.
For conscious wisdom, to be acquired,
Necessitates experience, hard earnt and clay fired.

For to know more is, to have suffered the most,
As only perfected, Masters can boast.
Total consciousness, the goal for us all,
Evolves latent from, atom to man tall.