Souls Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Souls



Mortality of man lies not in his death, but in his living.

Actions taken while alive determine his final outcome, not
death itself.

Realizations of vulnerability of self transcends the line
of eternity, making us culpable adjuncts in history.

We are not products of infinite life, while on earth our
infinities begin after our last breath.

Therefore, to produce an eternity for ourselves we must
start now by living good moral ethical lives, having
compassion and kindness - and a certain gentleness with
all we come in direct contact with.

We can never personally meet every single person in the
world, but we can come together through our souls as one.

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