We Are But Flesh

Weare but flesh,

Muscleand bone

Housinga miracle known as life.

Blood-pulsenourishing every breath

Daylightto midnight,

Winterto fall.

 

Keenfor awareness

Lookingfor answers

Evenbefore the questions are spoken,

Vaultinga world of trivial madness,

Seekingeverlasting peace.

 

Guidanceof angels

Brillianceof aura

Neverto dally where substance is void.

Searchingthe sky

Forsomething beyond

Thismeager existence

Thatdwarfs the self.

 

Weare but flesh

Muscleand bone,

Silentin stealth

Butnever alone.