Seeing is Believing

Moon

When you look at the sky
And see absolutely nothing,
God’s a bit like that.

Gradually you make out
Birds gliding high above,
Seeing the world as it is
Not, how we think it should be,
God’s a bit like that

You notice clouds,
That may or may not bring rain,
God’s a bit like that.

Then you are made aware of the sun
But can not look directly at it,
Because of its brightness,
God’s a bit like that.

And when night comes
It is black, and once again
You can see nothing at all,
Yet you know on another night,
Perhaps the next night
You will see the moon,
And her apostles the stars
Lighting the way,
God’s a bit like that.

© Bernard Pearson

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Bernard Pearson

poet & author

Bernard lives in Oswestry, UK. He is published in around one hundred journals and magazines worldwide. He is also a spoken-word performer, finalist in both the John Tripp Spoken Word Competition and The All Wales Comic Verse Competition. Plus a biographer and prize-winning short story writer. His work has appeared in many publications. In 2017 a selection of his poetry ‘In Free Fall’ was published by Leaf by Leaf  Press. In 2019 he won second prize in The Aurora Prize (an international competition in Poetry) for his poem ‘Manor Farm’ and his first novel ‘Where the Willows End‘ was published by Leaf by Leaf Press. His second novel is due out in 2022.

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