With nothing but doubt and a few coins,
I leave this room once more,
Needing the outside breeze as a balm for my disbelief.
Or is it unbelief?
I do not know if they are that different,
But I know that the heated rehash of events, again and again,
In stale air
Is not changing anything and, frankly,
Is a disservice to what we have known and seen.
We are desperate for answers,
And I can imagine that someday, someone will say,
“Live the questions”,
But the questions can be too overwhelming, at times,
to be conducive to life.
So, sometimes, one just has to live and screw the questions.
Get more bread or cheese or fruit,
Take out the trash,
See the sky,
Breathe – however the breaths come.
Sometimes that’s all one can do
Because questions and answers are a bridge too far for today.
Just me and my doubts will go for a walk,
With mystery as close as my shadow.
The Reverend Julia Seymour serves Big Timber Lutheran Church (ELCA) in Big Timber, MT. She blogs sometimes at lutheranjulia.blogspot.com and readsallthethings.com. She likes playing with yarn, reading books, and visiting Yellowstone National Park (Wyoming, USA), which she refers to as her “backyard”.
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