Faith (a poem)
Belief is the obvious
too large to glimpse out of the corner of your eye.
The catechism of light
by which you see.
The scaffolding of all your questions.
Each doubt the shadow of all you confess.
You cannot unbelieve what is real.
Discussion about this post
No posts
You know what I love about Dr. Beck? Sure, he’s very thoughtful, thought provoking, unafraid to rock the boat, all that is cool. But it’s his honesty. That’s what draws me to him. It’s so rare to find honesty these days, or maybe any days.