Sleight of Hand
9/15/13

This life is divided by worth
Seen in the stars surrounding Earth
I can feel the presence of power
In the passing essence of every hour

Something elusive refines the mind
A thing that must be lost to find
Lingering souls linger in houses void
The numbest feelings are then deployed

And, ever so lightly, 
they'll pass through the window 
And embracing slightly the guilt of sorrow
They will seek omniscience in their life and lot
And the elaborate science of being forgot