Description
Oh, human conscience, boundless and untamed,
A traveler in dimensions, free to roam,
Through time and space, no form to be claimed,
Yet, with each step, a different body to call home.
In one life, a king, with power untold,
In another, a beggar, with nothing to hold,
Then, a bird, soaring high in the sky,
Or a fish, swimming in waters deep and wide.
Each form a lens, a window to the world,
Through which the conscience peers with curious eyes,
Exploring all, from the simple to the sublime.
And yet, through all these different lives unfurled,
A steady voice, a guide, that never dies,
A moral compass, leading through space and time.