Man Astride the Sun
What is man?
What is his worth?
Is it defined by others?
By God?
By the man himself?
Is a man what he wears?
Is he just a body,
Cast in flesh,
set upon the earth to suffer?
Or is man above the sun,
In worth,
And esteem ?
Was man made to suffer?
Or to conquer?
Consider.
A man is nothing more than what he is.
Nothing more than what he wants to be.
If he tries, if he fails,
He still strives to be.
When he stops, he dies.
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Great photography and poem. Happy Thanksgiving.