I have described myself before as a ‘God Fearing Atheist’. I don’t even really know what that means, but I like the sound of it. And just mentioning God in a poem somehow makes it sound more poetic and sincere. So I’ve mentioned Him here to see if that lends me a bit of artistic credibility.
This actually came via Kate, who wrote a poem about journeys and the great beauty that can be found in the journey itself. I agree entirely.
But if life is a journey I would argue that it may not always be a pretty one.
It’s all about the journey
It’s where you’ve been, not where you’re going
Now the river’s running fast
So much faster than I’m rowing
My life is overtaking me
Is that my past that’s passing by?
There’s glimpses of my childhood
In the corner of my eye
I know that I’ve done evil
That I don’t deserve to live
And that there is no God in heaven
With the power to forgive
As the sun that rose in front of me
Is setting from behind
I plead if God must take me
That he erase me from His mind