Gospels.

Day 1-

From our brains, we seek the truth

To quench our knowledge, to find the proof

Search and search, time stands still

Attain the knowledge, through our will

The search begins in silence

We only sit among our presence

No eyes meet from up close or a distance

We only peek when someone flinches

Trails are made, yet we don't look back

We keep moving along, thinking these are our tracks

The only guidance, the only way

We've always thought, and why we pray

The gospels spell words that we can't even read

With no eyes, how can we see?

With no ears, how can we hear? 

We only move because of our fear.

Author's Note

I wrote this in one try. I would love some feed back and comments if anyone does happen to read it, improvement is always possible!