Some days I think there is a God
Yeah, the same one that listens to prayers
and grants wishes
If it's about belief, then I'd better have some
Faith works...
Well, something better had,
In the absence of sense and reason...

Then there are those other days
Dark
Desolate
Godless
Violent nights with conflicts for thoughts
Battles with the Self -
Slipping into mellow crevices
Slurring into song
Deep sighs
Silent cries
Stinging
Ringing
Reverberating...

Beauty has many hues.