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over our heads
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for godsbother
eyes upward to
wonder
was what my
father had
thought of
prayer pointed like that
all a question
towards hope
and can’t be
for yourself
but you get to
visit the silence
he said certain
naïve things
and this
encouraged me
mysteries are
all we hold
why rocket ship? why car?
It wasn’t
always
then war
why love?
a question is
my joy
steam seems to
flow
through a
shadow the sun casts
but this is the
dust in fact
some were born
to the business
and also serve
who wish
there was
always a sadness I couldn’t know
begin with a
loss but can’t pay it on
and up above so
high
in the rigging,
say
was sometimes
rain obscured
stars fell, a
comet stuck
like time still
there
we never once
caught on
good doubt –
the kind I profess
with a
vengeance
like the
weather
and so gives
rise to superstition
princes of it
preen
but know no
more
than how fear’s
made
I honour the
mystery
it has no book
some of the
words should be a puzzle
we make them
from the world
bird sat in a
tree for telling
in the garden
for a while then I was the sky
dream still in
the pillow upstairs
it’s just out of
habit I’m here
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