for things beyond our explanations <br />for things beyond our repair <br />we resort to religion <br /> <br />for all the beauty amidst the ugliness <br />for all those that we can still justify <br />we resort to poetry <br /> <br />back to the essence of things <br />back to awe and wonder <br />back to the first birth of imagination <br />i, grab, the power of poetry <br /> <br />i will start with the finest grain of sand <br />and then your soft hand.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-religion-is-the-opium-of-the-people/
