the infinite possibilities of chess, scrabble,
the puzzles of these jinxes, it's mind-blowing.
I have only seen the silence of the mediocrity,
I have only seen my pride blown in the night like so many dreams,
i want to be myself most of all, humble
knowing, believing
the faith of the known.
Comments
anipani | June 18, 2009 - 09:39
I don't understand what you are trying to say here, 'believing the faith of the known' Isn't faith , by definition unknown? I really like the two first lines of the second stanza, there's something here, but I need to unravel the first and last part.
Steve | June 18, 2009 - 21:55
I'm not quite sure either. Sometimes I just write automatically.