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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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