Created To Create

Prisons of emotion, we are 
Or, rather, fleshy vessels of sorrows and joys  
Confined to specks in a universe
But what we carry transcends far beyond the stars
Shooting from our hearts and out our minds 
Through the roofs of earthly homes 
And into heavenly rooms
Knocking on the Creator’s door
Our imaginations cannot be contained,
but simply harvested.

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