Tuesday, January 14, 2014

An Ordinary Life

I cannot know
the purpose of life
but I think it must be
a lingering search
for elusive faith

I cannot know
whether God exists
my only evidence lies
in the peace I find
under the gaze of your eyes

I cannot know
if there is any beyond
but until we die
we have an endless supply
of ordinary nights

1 comments:

Athena Chadwell said...

This is one of my favorite poems of yours. <3