It Is Not

It is not for your physique
It is not for your intelligence
It is not for your charm
It is not for your wealth
It is not for your charisma
It is not for your fantasies
It is not for your energy
It is not for your profundity
It is not for your popularity
It is not for your self esteem
It is not for your compassion
It is not for your ideologies
It is not for your beliefs
It is not for your religion

That you are loved

It is only when these attributes 
and the thousands more that drive them
are stripped away

that the Real you shines through
the cracked mold of flesh and blood
that walled you from eternity
and robbed you of your Peace
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Mason Avatar
June 12, 2009 at 8:00 AM
Beautifully done, Yoni !! As regards my Mystery V write the V is roman numeral 5. I have written four other writes with the word Mystery. Hope this clarifies and also that you read the other IV .... smile ...
Goff Avatar
June 9, 2009 at 9:09 PM
much to contemplate here! Yoni! really fine work! James
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June 9, 2009 at 8:44 PM
Interesting approach in this poem. The last stanza gave me pause for thought. Nice one. Thank you for your kind words on my poem. Keep up the good writing. Karen
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June 8, 2009 at 9:17 PM
You hit the nail on the head with this one, Yoni! We place far too much priroty on charm, wealth, popularity, etc. Those who truly love us, love us unconditionally for ALL that we are! Very nice work. Only after we strip away these trappings can we really find peace. You said it well, my friend. Love, Carolyn
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June 5, 2009 at 11:50 PM
Wow Yoni, that was deep and very profound. I guess, then, that the only thing left is one's spirit. And it must be all of the tools that you have listed that together break down the walls to eternity and bring one back to eternal peace... a living soul. Hummmm. That's a lot to think about. This is a more than excellent poem. It touches the soul of mankind. Amazing and wonderful. Love, Dane
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