a weather and a faith report (2 poems)


weatherized

so the snow falls
or something
falls
sometimes it’s hard to tell

and so to turn

the street is sounding
well
squishy outside
and all the shapes are white
though I can’t
tell
for sure

which means sleet
I guess
or freezing rain and I’m not sure
the difference

contrary weather so far
this winter
as I think
sleet
(or freezing rain)
is rain or snow that will not
make up its mind
which is
all right except a kind
of misery to be out
in


Saturday if church

we believe
we don’t believe
sometimes in the same person
often
in the same
in fact

I could say me
I could say
you
not
to judge or estimate
except to claim humanity
faithful
faithless
in each of us

temptations
evil as in the prayer
flaws as will worked out
or not
in Eden

a choice
then maybe an affiliation
lightly or heavily
to wear
and yet perhaps
not so much
a burden
as to worry through the seasons
we’re all right

with
the pleasure of peace
in life
also the joy
of
fun that God has made
we well

and heavenward we
Amish-like hope that we
move in
even assured
in faith

errors
are not sins
unless they are designed as
such

but sins we make
and
do not have to mean the end
but like mis-steps we
somehow mean

and can get over
can get up
can get help to lift
resume
the road again

pleasure
peace
joy
fun
resume again as they should
forgiven
redeemed
having gone first
admittedly

so we believe
we don’t believe
but
it ain’t over
Mister Berra
‘til it’s
over
and if gain
and re-gain the faith
it ain’t never over


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