0192 Abundance

I am overwhelmed
by the abundance
in my poverty;
the riches that I find
in knowing that I own nothing

I am dazzled
at the ugliness
in my mind;
seeing
the beauty in my soul

I am humbled
by the truth of my lies
when I understand
that to lie
one must first know truth

I am radiant
in the invisibility
of goodness
when I close my eyes
to all else

(to Rilke)

poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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