WANTING TO BELIEVE
On the farm, at five, I remember
both realising and regretting
that no one else could share
my experience, that each of us
is separate. I still regret it.
As a youth, at bedtime, I would
sometimes hold one arm up
in the air for minutes. Any
involuntary movement of my arm
might be by God.
One day while in college I
had a flash, a “knowing” that we
are all together in our dreams.
Hungry for connection, I still hope
for something to be true.
Nan March 2022
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An evocative poem of longing and hoping…i think we all want connection and seek truth, Nan.
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Thanks, Lynn…
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