Un-Belief

I sit here in a summer place
and ponder the games we play.
You, my earth-bound deity,
encourage faith in rainbows,
but my fears keep me grounded.
Experience has made me wise
in the ways of unbelief.

I never doubt each moment.
I trust your innocent sincerity,
and the lovely truth of words.
But where you see a path,
I see shimmering illusions
fed by tears and roots of lies
waiting to trip fools like me.

Sometimes in night imaginings
I paint castles in the air.
I dream of imaginary places
and wish that they were real.
But in morning's hard-edged dawn
the wisdom of experience whispers.
I must tether myself safely to this earth.

This is a Sunday Scribblings post.