IT´S NOT FOR...

It’s not for us to be uniformed visage, physical monotones.
But as 'one of a kinds', in a myriad of dimensions, stand alone.
It’s not for us even in union, joined in love's sweet infusion
To lose self-identities. Souls of all eccentricities stand alone.
It’s not for our lives to adhere, to same schedule as the ending nears.
Lifetime's flow, varied clepsydras reached, departures differ, each..stand alone.
It’s not for me pompous, uncouth, to declare an absolute as truth,
Visions umbriferous, varied hues, each perceive their own truths, stand alone.
It’s not for us as free willed humans, to follow sheep like to commands.
Seek our souls' paths dutifully, while unique, beautifully
stand alone.

Stanley Phillips
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