A Priceless Gift Poem by Suzette Richards

A PRICELESS GIFT
I hold myself rigid within the framework of creeds
imposed upon me by the secular world at large.
I resist the urge to become totally feral.
A light shines through the cracked urn of my consciousness,
and challenges my intellect and the many preconceived ideas.
Reason and common sense hover; are peripheral.
I recognise that the frail husk that we dwell in
is the reason for our temptation and fleeting pleasure—
Our very earthly existence being ephemeral.

Everyone should consider his body as a priceless gift from one whom he loves above all, a marvellous work of art, of indescribable beauty, and mystery beyond human conception, and so delicate that a word, a breath, a look, nay, a thought may injure it. ~Nikola Tesla
© Suzette Richards July 2021