faith

I don't think you will find a religion that doesn't have skeleton's in it's closet, sure there will always be bad apples in the bunch, but why should somebody who is clearly as flawed as me, sometimes even more so, interpret the words and tell me what they mean. Anyway what do you think can you...

what we know weren't we superheroes, love- smug, white-caped in wet snow, braving the blizzard arm in arm, invincible— until the geese, half-buried, half-asleep in paired mounds honked softly hill to hill as if answering from the warm perfect faith of their being.