12-17-2013, 05:38 AM
Revised:
What secret sins support you as you stand,
while helpless fall in worship at your feet?
Your smile shows no fear of reprimand;
into their ears your voice drips down so sweet.
You stoop among the crowds to touch weak hands;
they would not dare to dream the thing they greet.
Are you the face of freedom in these lands?
My sons and daughter bound: you forge the chains,
and cast your inescapable commands.
But do you fuel the sun with love? Are rains
distilled above, then unleashed by your grace?
Repent! For there is more to life than gains,
and everything on Earth is not a race.
Be still, and breathe the full expanse of space.
What secret sins support you as you stand,
while helpless fall in worship at your feet?
Your smile shows no fear of reprimand;
that voice drips down into their ears so sweet.
You stoop into their midst to touch weak hands.
They would not dare to dream the thing they greet.
Are you the face of freedom in these lands?
My sons and daughter bound: you forge the chains,
and carve in stone your wishes as commands.
But do you fuel the sun with love? Are rains
distilled above, then unleashed by your grace?
Repent! For there is more to life than gains,
and everything on Earth is not a race.
Be still, and breathe the vast expanse of space.
What secret sins support you as you stand,
while helpless fall in worship at your feet?
Your smile shows no fear of reprimand;
into their ears your voice drips down so sweet.
You stoop among the crowds to touch weak hands;
they would not dare to dream the thing they greet.
Are you the face of freedom in these lands?
My sons and daughter bound: you forge the chains,
and cast your inescapable commands.
But do you fuel the sun with love? Are rains
distilled above, then unleashed by your grace?
Repent! For there is more to life than gains,
and everything on Earth is not a race.
Be still, and breathe the full expanse of space.
What secret sins support you as you stand,
while helpless fall in worship at your feet?
Your smile shows no fear of reprimand;
that voice drips down into their ears so sweet.
You stoop into their midst to touch weak hands.
They would not dare to dream the thing they greet.
Are you the face of freedom in these lands?
My sons and daughter bound: you forge the chains,
and carve in stone your wishes as commands.
But do you fuel the sun with love? Are rains
distilled above, then unleashed by your grace?
Repent! For there is more to life than gains,
and everything on Earth is not a race.
Be still, and breathe the vast expanse of space.