We Are

We are faces in a glass
Feigning sanity,
Opaque images of self
Revealing our vanity.

We are silhouettes on dust
Shadows of obscure light,
Eclipsing the sun
With our jargon of night,

We are mimes in the dark
Measures of our will,
Dancing in a dream
Our passions to fill.

We are vessels of grace
Saved from destruction;
We are water turned to wine
By His benediction.

by Papa Crutch

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