What fragile creatures we are
Wounded and troubled
Confused and tormented

But oh! what exquisite wonders
Are we made of
Filled with treasure
We may never find
We hide from our own light

Why do we do that
What game do we play

Lost in the temporary
Bedazzled by the shiny things
Distracted from truth
We spend our time
Inflicting our projections
On others
Who inflict theirs upon us
We fight with our own kind
For pride and greed and land

And we pray to gods
Of our imagination

And yet, deep beneath the waves
We are stardust beauty
Walking miracles of light
Love incarnate
Capable of extraordinary feats
Capable of unconditional love

What wonders we are
When we let our light shine.