[POEM] VIRTUE RARELY FINDS AN HEIR by Khalil-Ghibran




"Life and essence of man
Is no way fit to know or plan
But approach perfection's best
With water toward the west
The heavens open to say
Creatures by cause led astray
Virtue rarely finds an heir
Made through work and ware
Extract of tears will yield
And grow up tall in the field
An essence not to be found
Neither here nor around"

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