Amorphous Spiritually: A Poem

 

Amorphous Spiritually:  A Poem
~Lalit Kishore 

Spirituality, a realm both vast and veiled,
We grasp at meanings, yet find them frail,
An abstract idea, elusive to define.
Each description incomplete, a puzzle line.
 
Not mere belief, but compass for the soul,
Imparting purpose, making us feel whole,
It guides us through the shadows of our days,
A map to navigate life’s winding ways.
 
In classrooms bright, let’s foster minds that soar,
With lessons rich, where curiosity’s core
To shape a world where every voice can start
To lead a life that’s full, where meaning drives.

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