From the Vault.
Originally posted on 1-7-12, with music.
What is flesh, but a creation?
A limited fuse lit by an unseen hand-
Can it heal?
Can it grow?
and we don’t have to lift a finger.
What is flesh, but a wrapper,
much like a candy bar,
or a tiny mint-
a mask for something more defined
a shirt for our thoughts,
socks for our feelings,
a jacket for our innermost workings-
we can spend years crying tears of all
or smiling moonlit smiles…
with or without the courage to move
forward, or backward,
with or without the strength to stand on
What is flesh, but a creation-
what is creation, but a thought turned into
and action, a collection of concerted
and all we have to do is continue to
The sun…it always shines*