By Tony DeLorger © 2011
No shallower a man be,
than the depth of his understanding,
save his ego taking flight
in the world of gratification.
No deeper a man be,
than the openness of his soul to the truth,
save his ability to recognise it.
Sight is one-third anatomical,
and two-thirds speculation,
save the improbable view of reality,
afforded few but boasted often.
No more genuine a man be,
than his acceptance of the truth,
knowing his foibles and
being aware of his journey of knowledge.
No more false a man be,
than his abiding ignorance,
save his stealth and world of secrets
that align the propagation of lies.
Life is one-third physical,
and two-thirds psychological,
save the perceptions of the intuitive,
the perspective of angels.
No simpler a man be,
than a calm and balanced life,
attained through pain and grief,
and without blame accepting all.
No more complex a man be,
than the struggle and strife of earthly life,
the ignorance of truth,
and the investment of self-denial.
Life is what we make of it.
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