Ancient dreams careen
when we view things unseen
to the unaided eye,
living before the beginning of time
as we now reckon the days.
searching for something new,
constantly gravitating towards
what is novel, yet transient
as all earthly pleasures are.
Yet, beyond this road paved with glitter,
and littered with the empty wrappers
of fleeting moments, is a Way –
stamped with the approval of Heaven,
lit by the light shining down from Above.
If we are not yearning
for something that is of lasting value,
then everything we experience
will drift away into the ether,
and fall back to earth as rain,
the ever present pouring down
of heavenly tears.