I stare
as if my skull were empty
and my bones on display
movement disrupts
so i freeze my lungs
in the presence of profound beauty
engulfed in the mind of the great creator
made known through the hands of man
[and i think]
oh, that my life would be as theirs
and that men would come from far and wide
to see the fruit of my labor
and the lines of my heart
oh, that I could move my hands
and tell you of the wonders that i've seen
in the presence of the almighty
so rapturous and entrancing
that your body, as mine, would be as stone
so that your ears and eyes and heart
could copulate
For blood and marrow
must transcend their rigid frame
and in merging with the divine
will be opened to secrets of His heart.
As we are from him
And in him
And He in us
So are we able
to speak
and move
And marvel as
we breath
and beauty flows forth.
good thing al gore invented this realm so i can share with you this.
oh, & this
