Faith

I gave faith some time to show up

But by first confession followed rapidly by first communion

I figured out she was an algorithm made up of a ratio of venial and mortal sins

and Old testament biblical stories designed to scare the shit out a child and New Testament stories

that showed a flip side

I was puzzled how God could do a complete Jekyll and Hyde. In that way he seemed a lot like my father before and after gin.

And Christ seemed so gentle and accepting unlike my small town

So yeah. I ditched faith for logic.

But Nature brought me back.

I hear quiet so loud it fills me

And then in all that silence

The sound of seeds sprouting faith

Tickle my feet

Sweet

Sweet faith

Dream Feeding

My dog drags me out of bed in the middle of the night to walk along the grassy stretch in front of my house.

A thumbnail moon hangs above. Faint stars on a dimmer switch.

Across the canyon, the plaintive song of a neighborhood owl.

Across the street, a grey coyote runs down the sidewalk. He is as light as air and his paws don’t touch the ground

So silent, my dog doesn’t even look up.

More shadow than substance, the coyote disappears.