On Being HUMAN
Oh, what a joy to be a tree
and always know what you will be
Or to be born a dog, or cat,
But to be human, what is that?
Examples run the gamut---
saints to sinners, without limit
No amount of contemplation
explains the maddening variation
It's nature's most elusive mystery…
Who am I and what are we?
We've searched for answers through the ages
Looked to gurus, preachers, sages.
The time has come to stop and look
not to teachers, not in a book,
but into our own hearts–now that's the trick–
to become aware of what makes us tick.
RMG