“Lost in my body”

Here’s another poem I wrote back in 1981…

Poetry is an inspiration of the mind,
it’s raising one’s spirit into higher realms,
it’s here that we conceive ideas,
ones that constantly allure mankind.

It’s not a gift but a pleasure,
to raise myself into abstract worlds
and try to understand what man can’t measure
with his ways…
he thinks he is so clever!

Humility and respect is what I must learn,
if I’m to go further along the path of knowledge
Please help!
It’s not your concern,
leave me alone!
I’m sure it will soon be your turn.