The Heart of Man
There are those who write,
And those who are writers.
There are those who love,
And those who are lovers.
There are those who write to be loved,
But do not love to write.
Truths and counterfeits reside
Beneath the depths of the soul,
Beneath the innermost being that cowers from Light.
God knows who a man is created to be
Not who he desires to be--
Not who he tries to be,
But who he is.
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Very true
I think the challenge for each of us lies in solving that riddle. Finding out who we really are, and are meant to be, and then simply being so. I liked this poem very much. Bravo!
April