faith
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
the rice
that had served
so well
has turned out
to be
our undoing
is there
anything
anything at all
that’s worthy of
your, my, our
faith?
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007 at 3:31 am
Nice. Makes me want to know more about what’s going on here .
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 at 12:08 pm
just a question in mind as i look at the state of our world now.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 at 4:17 pm
We have sated ourselves but what is left?
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 at 4:34 pm
fellowship with the weaver?
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 at 7:03 pm
We all doubt everything. Rationalize everything. Even faith is questioned.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 at 9:08 pm
pathetic i know…
Thursday, October 25, 2007 at 1:11 am
I like this, CS.
It is a clever poem.
The words fit perfectly.
Thursday, October 25, 2007 at 3:16 am
I really, really like this. Deceptively simple, but loaded with so much meaning.
Thursday, October 25, 2007 at 2:22 pm
thank you, Suzan and J.D. for your lovely comments!
just trying to put myself into someone’s shoes.
Saturday, October 27, 2007 at 5:03 am
Trust, perhaps. But faith can be dangerous.
Saturday, October 27, 2007 at 2:51 pm
ah…the grey line seperating trust and faith…
Sunday, October 28, 2007 at 3:54 am
Isn’t that the question that has always haunted humanity? Very nicely written, CS!
Monday, October 29, 2007 at 1:01 am
thank you, Vesper!