On Virtue Poem by Joseph S. Josephides

When you reach the crossroad
the Virtue will show to you three things:
a tree, a rock and snow.

The tree stands for the Knowledge
you may acquire it if you suffer
until you finally tame the Ego;
if they cut the tree, you still have a root.

Transform the stone into a precious stone,
transparent, with a polyhedral depth,
by using the chisel of soul.

Create in the snow before playing with it.
If you ask 'what', there is no reason to create!

The Virtue puts you on a cross,
but resurrects you; outwards from inside
instead of upwards from a low level;
it's a volcano that produces gold,
it's an asterisk giving birth to a Star.

Let the vision of the voyage
keep you ever-vigilant on the road.
If other people don't admire you,
be happy, at least they follow your steps,
as the despairs following the hope.



© JosephJosephides