Believing

I know that Hope & Faith can exist within me I just don’t know in who or what.

A spark took hold in Christendom & filled a reservoir of Hope & Faith

That was drained from me by elders of Christian hate.

Three sparks took hold in India & Tibet. They burned brightly in my hungry imagination.

As much as I read to feed the spark, I never found a mentor with means for my instruction.

A spark came to me in tarot. One burst into existence from runes.

My own cerebration and secular science leanings binarily turned down my swoon.

Another spark came to me in blood, dirt & sea water.

My shaman made much room for superstition doubt & fear. So, inevitably I falter.

I have Doubt & Hope…I’m afraid I’ve lost my Faith…oh, definitely my Religions

No, I hold no strand of belief in Hell, the Devil & his Demons.

Now I’m in ‘religious recovery’ tending a garden & more peace the Bible never gave me.

There’re prayers I know that I recite to quell doubt & feel safety.

I know that Hope & Faith can exist within me I just don’t know in who or what.

Though, believing the facts & listening to experts is a pretty damn good start.