Inperceptible Lines

The daily unveiling's too bright for these eyes, the light

of this glory pure blinding.

To think that eternity hides deep down past our bones

with only this flesh as a binding.   

 we walk hand in hand through the halls of this building,

these walls echo back secrets mumbled;

there are things that we prayed and thought no one else heard in a building 

that one day will crumble.

 How this Divine weight can rest weightless on tables

where all of the bread has been broken;

A building's just dust, when you break it right down. But the people inside, we've just woken.

  Your carpenter's ruler can't measure our hearts, 

built together, then glued in between;

  Eternity sneaks into the pores, through the bones, and  right down

to the parts still unseen.

and that is the place you begin and I end.  And I end, and again you begin.

A house is just wood, or just brick, or just mud,

but these lines, inperceptibly thin.