The
Nature of Man
Trapped in the depth-less vortex
of his making,
Man has cut off himself
from the infinity –
The grand cosmic architecture.
A splendid aberration of his
mental-machine.
He has traded his freedom to
the worldly-order,
Stressed his tranquility and
harmony by material progress,
And perturbed communication
with the unbounded
By corporeal concerns.
Man is born free -
An animal designed to soar,
But a lofty creature grown
remote to his nature,
A casualty of his survival myopia.
Man must live with nature in
accord,
And with man with respect and
love.
Peace and freedom are the same
things,
If he should live in grandeur.
The rights of man are given to
him not by man,
But they come from the kingdom
of nature,
For it is in the nature of nature
To give each being and thing
an inviolable space and form.
Man’s freedom is his origin and
existence,
His wholeness the condition
of his cosmic identity.
The worldly order ought not
take away what he has come with,
The worldly wisdom ought not
stain his pristine primordial grandeur.
Child is a man displaced in time,
but more helpless,
Let man protect saplings before
dreaming of trees,
A child is a mirror of nature,
a man its adulterated extension,
He should discharge his debts
to nature before he weaves his agenda.
Man is his own message,
Tinkering with his nature is
perilous.
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