I'VE COME TO BELIEVE
And I've come to believe that there's
nothing I need. I need not make any
good sense at all. These worlds
of words shall be my puddings,
ever-after living on when even
I am no longer present.
At the end of this story is the end of
a life. I wish to see how it all works
out, and what transpires. So, I stay,
and I wait. There must be something
working through this system,
(and that, I guess, is Faith).