Reid@YWP

I’ve never been religious much —

My Faith is in the trees.

The sort of Lord I worship flies among the Bumblebees.

And my idea of Heaven is buried ‘neath Her leaves —

when it comes true

when my dream is found, 

my goals reached, 

will I be fulfilled? 

will the future be everything I’d hoped, 

or a letdown

a saddening realization of truth 

On today of all days 

I am alone 

Tomorrow I would fly 

Away from my frozen life 

Through the wind, across the moonlit sea 

I would rejoice in pastels and fakes