IN YOUR SOLID MATTER
In your solid matter then, yes, I awake. It takes
all of, and is all about, faith : faith the roof will not
fall in and crush me, faith the light from a distant
sun will continue to refresh and not oppress. Faith
that is unworldly at the same time as all about the world.
Faith I shall not expire in a second of one big, explosive
blast of heart; faith that trucks and cars shall not careen
around me, or into, or among; faith that the lion, most times
will not devour the lamb, and faith that we all can live together.
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