977 What I Know about what I Believe 03-26-2021

Come to by living my life,

my belief

in Divine,

ultimately benevolent,

intent

and

some kind of conscious

continuation

after

my time’s-run-out,

natural, built in obsolescence

reaches the point of dust,

is not some

polemic,

so old it has nearly gone down to rust,

to be used as alibi for some

sheep-stealing-crusade

into someone else’s holy land.

It is not a weapon created for regime-change.

It is not some divinely inspired, irrefutable argument

with which I can pound

your irrational, illogical beliefs

into the ground,

leaving them there,

irredeemably shattered,

buried in yesterdays dust,

their demise rejoiced over

by me and and the rest of us…

Rather,

it is a simple

“I believe”,

self-authenticated

for my self,

sufficient

for my self,

buttressed by experiential,

(Yeah, yeah, I know! Anecdotal! So what!?)

evidence.

The substance of a sturdy walking staff,

supporting me, upright,

as I ,

step by fall by limp by step,

wander.

Want to wonder with me?

Feel free.

We can swap our stories

as we

inch our way

through our personal eternities.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
This entry was posted in Poems. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s