Dance of Divinity

God gives us what we are What we become is up to us Born with the limbs of ancestry With brains or something other Shallow or mighty thinkers of our time Reside beside the tides of change On shores or banks of rolling rivers To skip the light fandango of divinity God made us in His image less refined Equality is found somewhere imagined Around the time of Adam purified As we have forgotten to look back To look up into the nights fantastic Where stars are fixed in need of no repair What becomes of us depends on us Step by step all days come together Into darkness all things can not be equal Without God demons tell their story It begins in a hole less holier than us Forgive us for not listening while looking up It is just another night of dance and song