Quickly

It connects,
It latches and it feeds,
Coils around the heart strings,
The vibrancy rings through,
Clear to the other side of the cage,
And everyone catches something of it,
So beautiful and so old,
But in their grasp they become quite impatient,
To see and not to feel,
Pinching open it escapes,
And the glance is granted for the instant,
Foolishness quickly realized and laughed at,
To think we would be any better off with possession!
Again comes the ringing,
That never stops but never has your full attention,
To the other side of this cage,
Don't think about it.