WHAT ONE BELIEVES MUST BE BASED ON TRUE FACTS...SOLID, LEADING ONE TO A...PEACEFUL AND PURPOSEFUL EXISTENCE. IF WHAT WE BELIEVE NEVER FINDS A CREST BUT CONTINUOUSLY SENDS US ON A QUEST TO FIND...THAT WHICH WE CAN'T EVEN DEFINE, THEN...'WHAT WE BELIEVE' CANNOT BE BELIEVED. YES? WONDERFUL STYLE, JOHN, ENJOYED. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Well this is purely profound, John. Wonder your setting, your moment that brought this writing to you. It’s a little journey in and of itself. Sparks of truth fire out from here, as well as spaces of peacefulness. I like “When we don’t know,/We simply stare.”. And a great last two lines — a ringing sound with that last line, “Even though I feel blind.” I enjoyed this poem. ~~ djl
This is an eloquent expression of the many kinds of desires and rewards and disappointments. Your first stanza is a mantra of wisdom. What we conceive,
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Rebecca
A seed grown.
What we believe,
A thread sewn.
What we deceive,
A deceit known.
What we grieve,
We suffer alone.