Wherefore art Thou?
I’ve said the word ‘before’
In my head enough times
And now it rhymes with silence and has lost all meaning
Before is not yesterday
Before is when the whistle in your heart had a different melody
Yes is not Yes. It is breathing. And believing.
It is generally accepted that one cannot expect anything to grow if one waters a patch of desert sand. The same is not expected of fertile soil in greener areas.
Having said that, so-called atheists become believers,
So-called believers become atheists.