-- Life’s Spirit --
John Herlihy
Our sight sees but surface,
Our vision lies there beneath.
Facts provide some purpose,
But wisdom our laurel wreath.
Our projections are guesswork,
Our estimates only child’s play.
Thinking we know a kind of perk,
Say anything, with nothing to say.
Our sight traces surface and edge,
Shapes, colors, those textures thrill.
But our insight offers us a pledge,
Life’s meaning to remember still.
We skim life’s surface for its merit,
We breathe in life with its spirit.
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(c) John Herlihy 25 April 2020
We could leave it to Wikipedia, YouTube or Google to do it for us, but it would be far better if we would engage the younger population from their point of view often and more directly.
Ron
Rebecca