Flesh and Bone

What lies within mere mortal men
Is more than meets the eyes
It was written in immortal winds
by wiser women than I

Flesh and Bone cannot atone
For those who rise above
Whose hearts are honed on sacred stone
Of hope and truth and love

It is they who reach the mountain peaks
From the valleys of desire
And they who speak when wisdom seeks
To teach to those inspired

They measure not in treasures paid
Of coin cut from gold
The measures of the pleasures of
The treasures of the soul...

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