This is Life

Someone of pure innocents walks here

theres no gender, this person is life

who walks by us and our tainted world drives it out

its creeps quietly through the night

the wind and its breeze is its guide

the sun is its light, the moon is the circle of pureness

water does no damage nore makes it wet

demons can not steal it

heaven clears a path for it

pure as a newborn baby

whiter then the whitest snow

deeper than our ocean true

higher than the birds that fly

some would call this power love

but its higher than that

this object, this resident that appears next to you and you do not see

its not life or you or me

no, its not god, though mighty he is,

its not the devil, thought a trickster he may be,

this thing, unmarked,unnamed,masked

its the dreams you dream only it opens opportunity

so you may reach up and grasp the dream

its in front of you, right there,

don't look past and dint just stare

grab your books comp your bag

head out and reach so those dreams you may grab.