What Are WE

 I asked the Question "If our eye's don't see and our ear's don't hear and our noise doesn't smell then what are we?  And this is what came out...

What Are We

We have eyes that don’t see and ears that don’t hear,

We walk through the garden but nothing is clear.

The scent of the holy is lost in the air,

A noise with no fragrance, a heart unaware.

We’re vessels half-fashioned—desire undone,

A room full of candles that’s missing the sun.

Great treasures within us we fail to reveal,

For we measure the world by what we can feel.

Yet feeling deceives when it serves only me,

It blinds and it binds and it fails to let be.

So we stumble in darkness, convinced we are right,

Claiming we see—while rejecting the Light.

But Faith Above Reason—the step past our sight—

This turns the dark valley to morning’s first light.

Not faith to believe some comforting lie,

But faith to rise higher than senses can try.

To trust in the friends when the ego says flee,

To build a new vision no eyes ever see.

To ask the Creator to help us ascend,

From “I understand” to “I rise with my friend.”

For reason is fine—but it serves the old throne,

The king called “myself,” who stands there alone.

Yet faith is the bridge to a world built on Love,

A ladder of Jacob descending above.

So what are we now? A shattered design—

A vessel that leaks till the cracks all align.

But what we become is the joy of His Will:

A heart made for giving, united and still.

Eyes then will open, ears then will hear,

The scent of His presence will draw us near.

We’ll live in one heartbeat, one soul, one man—

As Love fills the vessel where emptiness began.