Vessel We Carry

Each one of us has a special unique throne In this vast kingdom of human form A vessel is given to accumulate treasure Which sovereignty being measured First early years of reign, A feather of a butterfly the vessel weighs Playhouse fun with bow and arrows Nursery rhymes of fairies and gnomes. As our days extend through the adolescent arch To the battle field that grownups march Store virtues and vices the treasures craft Not knowing the vessel heave fast The day is getting closer to hand over the throne This sovereignty is temporary own Have to return in the same form to our Lord With a clean vessel, completing the mission forced Need a moment of silence, Sight with wise guidance.