Crisis of Concience.
Bounded by laws,
often laid down by self's
conventional duties and senses,
offended
by breakage of scrupulous habits,
shelving
fastidiously notions of change,
we keep
laying down blame.
Propriety ending every aim,
stony-souled dogmas we chisel deeply.
When however
with wholeness emerged,
torrents
of enlightened thoughts unfold
and insightful leaps
in awakened Self help concience
to strive
to see both sides,
the dark and light of events.
Seeing through former blinds clearly,
we find
evil but merely
a sort of a tortured good
which has longings too strong.
We leave behind
the ugly word 'Should',
and choose never again
to condemn others as 'hatless'
when a hood
only lightly our own head covers.
Concience hits
crisis, and met, needs discerning,
no longer
walking in shade,
we face light as something missed,
and judge no-one evil
because they're not good.
Crisis, thus solved
makes us sensibly stronger.
I love this poem surely written first on your heart... Dorothy
deep and intense poem lady fay!
See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil. Everyone has their good points however, small or big these may be. Well woven piece.
Being true to oneself is what is important
Conscience is very important matter for all to decide and judge about men and matters! Natural right conscience has to developed without tainted by any fixed ideals of doubtful propriety; otherwise it will be wrong conscience only which is most dangerous in the society!
excellent fay no boundaries
Throw off the boundaries of acceptability, restriction and be ones self, with open mind and strong resolve. Brilliantly written with a meaningful depth of concience evaluation. Never again shall I be shallow. Great piece Fay Best Regards Steve
I agree, intense poem!