Sometimes
we are so sure
But only know little
And what of the God we question?
How can we blame a twisted nature?
Living in daydreams
Like fairy tales of the mind
Light whispers
Conscious story telling
What has been felt
is only rain against the skin
And the cold dampness
Makes it anticipate sunshine
Baby Jesus
please write it over
So that man can see a way
See a way through struggling thoughts...
But only know little
And what of the God we question?
How can we blame a twisted nature?
Living in daydreams
Like fairy tales of the mind
Light whispers
Conscious story telling
What has been felt
is only rain against the skin
And the cold dampness
Makes it anticipate sunshine
Baby Jesus
please write it over
So that man can see a way
See a way through struggling thoughts...
© 2010 Holly O'Brien

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