Have we picked and plundered beyond our necessities?
If so why have we not been content?
To grasp for more may be human, but to sit humbly is divine.
The joy we ache for is not found in power, nor is it found as we know to search.
It's as a plant grows or a man developes. Partaking in infinity like a subtle glimpse.
Here we will find sanctity.
Here we will find life beyond death, and knowing will forever be free and thankful.