i awoke scared today
of thoughts and what-if’s.
that list of things
that keeps us lonely
even amongst friends.
i pondered faith today,
where and how it begins,
each time in life
in each of us
it’s been said that faith begins where philosophy ends.
if this is true, then faith has nothing to do with knowing,
or rather, nothing to do with the kind of knowing rampant in the world today –
head knowing. i’m-right-because-you’re-wrong knowing.
head knowing. i’m-right-because-this is how i do it knowing.
it’s not that at all.
and it’s not all that.
to be with the wish
what would that be like?
the kind of wish that goes beyond what you know, what society knows, or what i know
the kind of wish that resists crystallizing into rigid certainty out of the pure urge for authenticity, reality. honesty.
the kind of wish that grows instead into something different,
something generative and beyond limits.
there’s a kind of hope that the idea of faith offers and it has to do with letting go of the very human habit and need for certainty
this kind of faith without certainty, ironically, requires immense faith
can i do this?