If I am a better person for it,
I did see him flee to beyond the hill.

Gone with the light
and whisked off
into the moon's shadow.

Anxiety has paid
off well.

Genetics cannot define
me, my environment
will not change me.

No one can ever know
the thought behind the eyes,
but that is true of all.
No need for that declaration,
no need to beg for pity,
apology.

There are, quite certainly,
different kinds of faith.