We are

We are

We are the sweep of majesty
that all the stars impart
to the responding earth;
no greenmade glory shines
beyond the music that a mind
creates upon a page,
liberates the sons of art
and marches to the tomb,
embracing the unborn.

We carry history upon our backs,
create pellucid legend
when our heroes fall behind,
and with the fire
of mighty men beyond the clouds,
assemble freshly-martyred saints
to bear our cause.

We are the fallen ones
with tears enough
to cleanse that counterpoint
of victory and loss,
for there are fears enough
to purify our altars
with the censors of regret.

We are the engineers of greed and glory
and the wind, indeed blows colder
'round the corner where the children
may not play again...

It was the mystery of things we cannot see,
the evanescence of a breath, the Hebrew lord
chose first, empowering his friends
to change the world,

chose us, survivors
blessed of spirit wind
that dies like candle flame
within a moment we may not control.

We are the Godtouch
breathing sacrament upon the land
and properly along the path
choose every step with awe.
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