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Stoicism Sonnet
“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world.
Today I am wise,
so I am changing myself.”
Rumi
In a world where ego still reigns supreme,
soul searches for a place seen in a dream.
An inn where there's no room for ignorance,
where no race of people seek dominance.
But, first one must turn to self reflection,
cleanse a heart for virtue with affection.
Adopt morals that bloom like white flowers,
soften loathing thoughts through sincere showers.
We cannot change woes out of our control,
nor save everyone we choose to condole.
Be a lamp against gloom of falsehoods,
a remedy for those with poisoned bloods.
With sincere eyes spread a message of peace,
ease malice minds, so injustice can cease.
A sonnet with ten syllables per line.
Copyright ©
Silent One
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