Human Suits

Everyone is walking around
under the same sun,
In their unique display of human suits...
sometimes they match who we really are fairly well,
but other times, not at all,
For things are rarely as they appear.
We are masses of energy, some more, some less;
molecules of light and life
poured into containers of human flesh.
Walking around all dressed up
in the human suits assigned us at birth,
vacated upon our passing, as our light sails on.
What are they really, but chalices
with hearts of gold
capable of harboring a King...
and we do not recognize ourselves most of the time.

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

so true...and yours suits you very well, very touching

[Desert Dreamer]

Sometimes these human suits make us unable to recognize ourselves...oh, but these suits are us just as much as the energy is, we should take care of our suits and see the mystery and wonder of them. I think that if cared for, these suits do match our true being.