Tripping

Confusion and misunderstanding abound

I trip on my tonuge as well as my thoughts

What trips me up? What is

My stumbling block?

Rational thought, and

Twisted logic, keep me

From truths that are

In truth incomprehensible:

A single cell is

as awe inspiring as a black hole,

Dark matter, gravity,

Quantum entanglement, and

The beauty of a sunset,

A profession of love.

I fail to understand

How anyone could not believe

In something greater,

And fail still

Myself to grasp that

Belief except that

Something greater is.

And there that block is

Once again to trip me up

To send me stumbling,

Ever stumbling, yet

I hope,

Towards the horizon

And whatever

Lies beyond.

— Zachary