Man is a body and spirit,
a flesh with life so quite fit.
He thrives with sound attitude,
manage by a mind of aptitude.
Man is a body and spirit,
a being who feels discreet.
He ventures to explore verve,
equip with a courageous nerve.
Man is a body and spirit,
a creature molded from dirt.
He dares to live with pleasure,
possess with an innate conjecture.
Man is a body and spirit,
a person sustained by a secret.
He endeavors to achieve the reality,
obsess to acquire true peace and parity.
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Searching one's soul can be very good for inspecting life. Very good poem indeed.