Tuesday, April 05, 2005

In Our Hands

The only thing that is pure and true
Is not tied by the sands of time
It is not limited, not caught by the earth

We on the other hand, are caged
Tied to the land with no place to go
Caged by the very things we need the most

Wings we may grow to leave the earth
But never will we find the strength to cross the sky above
For we are trapped by the things we love

How far can we venture before reaching the end?
How far can we go before it sinks in?
That we are powerless, that we are weak

Would that the stars were in our reach, and the moon but a gem
Had we been able to pluck them from the skies
Would their light disappear in the hands of man?

Be this cage of earth and air for their safety?
Or is it protection for man?
What would it be like without the limits of mortality?

Gifted we are with meakness
Mayhap there's power within shortcomings
Look around our prison for His teachings

Had we heard the whispers of the mighty sea
Or the lessons taught by the endless sky
Purity may be found, out of our reach, out of our time

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