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.

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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