POEMS

We are so much more
Than meat and blood,
And did not come
From bubbling mud.
We are life’s ecstasy,
Poems of the night,
A crazy blazing furnace,
The shadows and the light.
We are this world’s artists,
Creating each day afresh,
The truest, deepest feelings
Come from us, not our flesh.
We are each one unique,
Personality self-designed,
From the way we walk and talk,
To the pictures in our mind.
We are strength and reason,
With the power of choice,
And no machine can match,
The emotion in our voice.
We are the raging sea,
Or cooling summer breeze,
Following the strictest rules,
Or doing just as we please.
We are the laughter and tears,
It is you who wonders why,
The urge behind each moment,
And the calming pleasant sigh.
We are an eternal spark,
The burning in the eyes,
After our body is finished
It is us, who again will rise.
We are the hope of love,
And thoughts behind action,
Our élan is spiritual,
Not a physical contraption.