Existence In Words

Is it wisdom we strive for or chaos? Do we have the strength to hold fast what we learned? Is it me or you that decides when lightning strikes? Earth slides forward yet we fall behind. Will the raise of hands bring forth destruction? Should we fall back on our words of trust? When we rake all that is given to us, Left standing will be the choices we made. See forth to the windows golden seal, As it shines from the inner light of the moving vails. We can go forth now but carefully, Not intruding on our own self worth. Show us the light that blinds and ties us together, Yet it pulls us apart in a instant No tie can withstand it, no chains will hold it together. Laying in the moonlight in silence All that is left of us will be existence in words.