Believe

Once upon my childhood, for God’s love there had to be fear His comfort I sought only arms length to please As I repeated Acts of Contrition on my knees Through my grandmother’s glasses I could see her glare I knew God was above and when we die so were we Yet narrowness and rules spelled out misery, strife In God’s name wars began such pain ends of life My religion got cloudy as I searched to be free My heart so torn, there’s more I believe This earth which we live on simply one of the few With such little we know can we be so naive? Too many galaxies and moons scattered deep in the blue My quest for more knowledge too much too conceive My religion I let go.......but in God I believe Attempts at a ~Sonnet Written by : Corrina