Hologram

The body, they say, is a hologram,
a light star with a thousand cosmos,
or a billion quarks, and more...
whose thoughts
all shine for good or bad,
content now, sometimes sad.
They say we are built with
thoughts and feelings,
and that some people could be
but others rather not.
Many anguish for existence,
ignoring they could damage 
this way their self protection.
They bang their heads   
as they go groping for words,
against the crystaline,
flowing innocence of life.
The day has fallen on bended knee
as we begin to wonder
about this way of love and truth,
not knowing that, with every
unaccountable tear we have shed,
we've gotten closer and
closer to believe we've been
in the right path all this time.