by Tom Hooten
Faith, so frangible
Beliefs too rigid to question
Bend a little and fractal cracks spread
Exposing eternalish commandments
Robed in childhood’s instilled fears
What can fulfill my spirit when
I ask “Why” and this frangible faith fails
And I tumble down into the mortal bowels of doubt?
Truth, so reticent, so malleable
Under the evolution of inquiry
Ever better guesses lead to transient absolutes
And while logic encourages dreams - and it does -
It abhors comforting delusions
The rigid rubric of reality
Still submits to the twisting, bending
Heretical questions that postpone
Our punishment for ignorance, so
I still permit one last vestige of faith;
That knowledge is freedom.
TOM HOOTEN received his Master’s Degree in Physiological Psychology from Auburn University, was a pilot in the U.S. Air Force (retired), and had a second career as a Human Resources Director. He has published two scientific research papers (co-authored), a science fiction novel, Hollytime, an essay, "The Physics of Fidget Energy," and several poems. He is in sunny Florida working on Alicetime, the sequel to Hollytime.
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