Reborn
Is life about how many
or then about how much
Is the truth in computation
or in what those numbers touch
Is the measurement empiric
with a final answer shown
Is salvation in the lyrics
with the word count still unknown
Is there faith inside the mystery
that mere reason can’t abide
Is there something deep inside you
that excuses cannot hide
Is there a wind that blows indulgent
carrying an echo from before
With a voice that speaks the loudest
the one you listen to—reborn
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
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