Stanza 9 Poem by Tom Billsborough
Stanza 9
I have no faith in Faith
Tides turn to Reason
Articulate waves drown
Out its sandy castles.
Rosetta's now our swallow
Sweeping through the fallow fields
Of space and singing out
Like glorious sunlit summers.
And Painted Lady too
As now she flutters down
To settle on her comet.
What need have we for Gods,
The impotence of prayer?
Let Reason fuel our future.
Thursday, October 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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8/8/2025 4:26:13 AM # 1.0.0
Our furure! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.