Believing

How good it must be

to believe in so many things

like my lady

who believes all creatures have souls

that we have past lives in far places

who believes cats’ purring can heal

 

While I can only watch and listen

mind always full of doubt and questions

 

When I was little I wondered how airplanes

didn’t fall out of the sky

now an adult I know they sometimes do

 

dashing to the ground hopes, dreams and beliefs

of hundreds of believers and doubters

the cold earth accepting them all

without discrimination

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2015

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