Possessing the Bone

Patterns of clarity with the shuffling minds

Acting surprised at ordinary finds

Copper skinned girls dancing alone

The righteous and mighty are possessing the bone

Are we God’s illusions on a star filled night

Or do we simply belong to the bright shining light

Should we be looking under stars or streams

Or is everything we need gamboling in dreams

We go on daily pushing bravely ahead

Is is because angels our cases have plead

To what do we owe the graces we receive

And whom do we blame for the times that we grieve

Need we ponder these mysteries ascertain he unknown

Or might we be better served just holding the bone

The obvious the clear and the oh so plain

Are the very things that might drive us insane

Hoping for visions answers and cures

Are just some of life’s temptations some of the lures

Copper skinned girls please let me dance too

Help lighten my cares it’s the least you can do

Afterwards maybe we’ll love and we’ll moan

The righteous and mighty are possessing the bone