Body do not be proud
Even though some proclaim you a temple
And worldings call you beautiful
A biography of a life well-lived.
You have your rights and privileges
But you ought to be my friend.
Look me in the eye and acknowledge
I am Soul. I am You.
For Poets United
So beautiful. When body thinks itself as the soul it will never be weak. What lovely and inspiring thought!
Lovely in its truth.
I think we sometimes (if not often) forget our bodies are the wrapping paper and our souls the wonderful gift.
Wow! I wish I had written this!
“You have your rights and privileges
But you ought to be my friend.”
Yes! Laying down the earthly ego . . .
‘You have your rights and privileges but you ought to be my friend’ .. oh yes! Such an exquisite and thought-provoking write!❤
What a powerful statement. From a powerful woman. 🙂
And it takes us a while to hear, below the hubbub of our minds, the voices of our souls, speaking. Well done. Khaya!
What a wonderfully strong poem – I loved it!
Powerful write. My body, myself – let us be friends. Thank you for this.
Lovely, Khaya. A relationship that now and then needs a reminder. <3
How important it is to be proud of what you are. Quite an inspirational poem.
Yes, that unity is so important. Well said.
Truly love this one! Very powerful! Big Hugs!
Beautiful <3
Powerful words!
Thank you, Bekkie!
<3
Glad you love it, Stacy. Big Hugs!
I absolutely agree, that unity is important.
Thanks, Robin. Much appreciated!
Yes, a reminder is needed as the other party tends to forget.
You’re welcome, Myrna!
Thank you, Jae!
True, Sherry. It takes a while, and effort to shut down the noise.
Thank you for reading!
Oh, Celestine! I’m humbled by your kind words. Thank you. 🙂
Dear Sanaa, lovely to see you around. Thank you for reading always.❤
Oh wow, Susan that means a lot! Thank you so much.
That we do. Our bodies are the wrapping…
Thank you, Anna for reading.
It is a thought worth exploring. I’m glad that you find it inspiring, Sumana. Thank you so much!
What Sherry says is true! How hard it is, sometimes, to listen to our souls whispering truth to us.
The soul speaks 🙂
Sadly it is usually ignored…
When the flesh can see into the spirit, all is well… all is well, indeed.
Love, love, love the first line. Love it a whole lot.
Yes, most people seem to agree that it’s hard to listen our souls sometimes.
The soul speaks, indeed! 🙂
Thank you, Maga. I’m super pleased you resonated with the first line. It’s the reminder the body needs from time to time, as it tends pride itself on abilities.
Khaya, so many in the world have taken to ‘worship the body beautiful’ and forget what it is that makes us…the wonder of the soul! A touching pertinent poem, succinctand eloquent.
A work of art! Well done Khaya!
Isn’t it sad to forget this most important aspect; the wonder of the soul!
Thank you, Steph!