Long ago no one could know much beyond the soil.. seems some never learn.. make that money drilling oil..
Still the sun shines down on plants.. tans to health a child.. religion storied signposts.. attended to in style..
Answered my own question when thoughts of faith arose.. saw things I cannot explain.. or see.. smell with my nose..
Holy folks made culture maps.. techies an I-Pod.. way I see there are no maps in the house of God..
Kind of makes me smile when I think of what is weird.. story gods look like folks.. even have a beard..
God gives comfort in my heart.. each time.. no repeat.. speaks in feeling.. speaks in sense.. does not walk with feet..
Tells me when I fail to see.. shows me right in time.. write of things forever.. in song.. in story rhyme..
Like a multi hull schooner.. safe.. secure in sail.. safety at the cliff.. hold an iron rail,. like a Rhino’s hairy tusk.. a beaver with her tail..
My God inside as yours my friend.. a God who will not fail..
Thought.. ‘it is not to be responsible for what I do.. or do not do.. it is the faith engendered in a wisdom.. I still must learn more of trust.. I have faith this will come’.. Peace Tony