We whom sway not our fertile seed <br />Mute are we in our conception <br />Absent are the concept of time and memory <br />Oblivious are we to our tether eons binding <br />Unresisting, our soul instilled <br />Divine action distinctively molds <br />Unsullied, we embark on life's journey anew <br />To wit, our epic moment arrives <br />Hope gleams? Favoring arms await? <br /> <br />With consciousness endowed, thus stirs the will <br />Heirs to universal wonders, absolutes soon to be denied <br />Conflicts ensue, paradoxical immortals we simply resolve to be <br />Illusionists too inclined, veiled imageries easily entice <br />Impassioned, roads well traveled subtly beguile <br />Reluctantly, life's impasses too often realized <br />Pretense, oh fragile bastion <br />Welcomed balm that cloaks that hides <br /> <br />Beginnings too quickly end and our end too quickly arrives <br />With only our essence to survive <br />Legacies cherished, trophies polished <br />Coveted glitter from jewel box earth <br />We shall undesigning abandon <br /> <br />Alas, those lives mundane to be chronicled by heaven only <br />Rueful demise contrast ennobled soul choices too late contemplated <br />Our spirit humbly adorned we return once again, whence we came<br /><br />Charles Hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whence-we-came/
