Look Up!

 Somewhere

between the Faithful and the Fanatical

there lies a land that we once knew

waiting there for me and you.

Up there

between the Reasonable and the Radical

there’s a far-flung faith of red and blue

existing there for me and you.

Where we shall share

the common and the rare

the other-worldly and the air

the care and have no care

the fervent and the fair.

We’ll share and share alike;

no longer will we fight

‘cause fight does not make right.

We’ll walk by faith and not by sight

when we reach that rarified height

ascending high as highest light.

What? You don’t believe me?

I would not deceive thee!

You think life’s just a coin-toss?

a random game of gain and loss?

With our selves to be eaten by the moss?

Down there where Destroyer is the boss?

But no, look up beyond this present loss

There is a place beyond our cross.

I have come to tell thee:

One already made that journey,

and lived to tell about it.

 

Glass half-Full