02-21-2010, 04:43 AM
If it please God-
Grant man wings.
Make us crowns
Of everything.
Unwind-
Your labyrinth of sky
To a highway of floating teal.
Align-
Our minds with Mars
And silhouettes of opal stars
Unlock-
Your elusive treetops
And unreachable summits.
Stop-
Newton's art.
Take his presence from these parts!
If it please God,
On our hearts, pound-
Wake us from the grip
Of ground.
Grant man wings.
Make us crowns
Of everything.
Unwind-
Your labyrinth of sky
To a highway of floating teal.
Align-
Our minds with Mars
And silhouettes of opal stars
Unlock-
Your elusive treetops
And unreachable summits.
Stop-
Newton's art.
Take his presence from these parts!
If it please God,
On our hearts, pound-
Wake us from the grip
Of ground.
"To risk is to lose your footing. To avoid risk is to lose yourself"
-Soren Kierkegaard
-Soren Kierkegaard