Is there more than looks can see
Within beauty that can be?
Is there more than words can say
Within children's loving play?
Is the life of the newborn
The maker of his own dawn?
Is a smile of a friend
The beginning and the end?
Is faith the creator of
More than it's own truth or love?
Is just a moment of peace
A life that will never cease?
Do we make more than we take
If we sleep or if we wake?
Is breath all of you and me
Is death more than life can be?
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