Here We Go Again

When I was eight I said to my grandpa I would only believe In what I saw! “God, I did not see So,How could he be?” Grandpa said he agreed With what I believed And with that creed I could succeed, “But remember how you thrive” “With air that keeps you alive” “Yet can’t be seen with the eye?” “But” I said “to be fair”, “I can feel the air!” “And can smell with my nose” “That little garden rose” “And I can hear it blow!” “So air exists, I know!!” “But God I cannot see“ “hear or smell” “And that He exists” “How can you tell?”.... Grandpa kept a face Whimsical at its best serious was his gaze Feigning a wisdom test... “There are things that deceive” “our senses, that perceive” “Black holes exist but can’t be seen” “And nomads see mirages umpteen” “there are many things beyond reason” “Not all as clear as the seasons!” “One day you will surely understand “That there is god in every strand” “He cannot be seen, heard or smelt” “But his presence is always felt” “in mother’s love for her child” “Even amongst creatures wild” “Why would a bird build a nest?” “Or a cow put a calf to breast?“ “Why would a bird dare a snake” “And risk life for chick’s sake?” ......... It is years since grandpa’s death, Smiling he took his last breath. Life journeys at a slower pace As Time has put me in his place My Tiny grand tots play with me Morning, evening and at tea One of them pried me one day “God doesn’t exist! What you say?” I shook my head with a smile I knew this would take a while, Resting the arms on my cane I said “ Here we go again!!” ..............