Poetry Is A Form Of Learning

Every time I open a poetry page I am thrown out of the cavity of my skin Not by the power of words per se But by the many nations and cultures represented It's not only a fantastic place to learn about the world It's a beautiful place to learn about the many facets of the self Even though the human self has multiplied itself Into many forms of biopsychosocial entities And formed many identities, attachments and expectations It has not at all affected the human spirit It's amazing to find that the spirit within has not changed at all The human spirit has stuck to its fabric Full of passion and absolutely beautiful Regardless of the politics, religion, race or geographical location The human spirit feels pain, joy and love Regardless of the advanced world of technology it lives in The spirit enjoys the simple things in life It's the spiritual fibre of life Love, hope and faith Humility, peace, compassion It's not even bothered by the many achievements or wealth It seeks only happiness, love and hope The spirit draws from its vast reserves in the spirit world Spreading its love and beauty It's a beautiful experience To come across so many souls That represent the one human spirit ©