i have an inherent belief
in what i have seen, felt, and heard...
in evolving through experience,
i do not follow well!
and yet i know things,
beyond definition or reason...
and have no need to limit
by concepts or by theory!
every leaf belongs to the tree,
but each is distinct, and individual!
even the wind has a name,
that few can hear or comprehend.
god is much more than god.
truth so simple it's complex.
death no more to be feared
than the coming of winter....
spring will come, spring will come!
this cup, half empty or half full,
holds just enough to drink.
fire burns hot, then burns down,
the body of today becomes worn and tired.
cosmos, or the simple barn and manger,
again and again the wise men search.
the journey long and arduous,
begins and ends in the self!
the only things that mark history,
are what is given and what is taken.
and in the end the face of god
looks both familiar and new!
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