Demetrios Trifiatis Poet Didactic

The Archer

Man is a bow
With its two extremities:
His double nature,
And one cord:
His understanding,

On the one extremity
Enthroned we find,
Good, love and hope,
On the other,
Evil, hate, and fear,
But he is the same bow,
The same man,

When the extremities
For superiority strive,
And his soul a battlefield
Of emotions becomes,
The bow: the man,
Full of activity turns to be,
And sends forward
Arrows of words, 
Arrows of actions,
Striving to find always,
The target of improvement, 
The target of perfection!

The better the balance of the extremities
                                           By the cord is,                                                               
The better instrument man gets to be
The further his arrows fly
The more accurate they become
And wiser his soul grows!  


                                                         ©     Demetrios Trifiatis

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Poet Destroyer A November 2, 2013 at 11:50 PM Demetrios, .:-) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the HOME PAGE.... always~ LINDA Demetrios Trifiatis November 3, 2013 at 2:11 AM Thank you LINDA, you are so kind!

Donna Jones November 1, 2013 at 7:43 AM Hi Demetrios....I read this a few times and realized how much thought and work went into this...and appreciate it....its so true...sad it's not until we get older our arrows can fly far...but do hit our target!...congratulations on your featured poem this week.. Demetrios Trifiatis November 1, 2013 at 8:38 AM Thank you, Donna! Imagine this poem is there for more than a year and no-one commented up to now! It is obvious that few have the time to read, to think and to understand! Fortunately you have appreciated it thus it has not been written for nothing!