Credo - Fiona Farrell

I believe in 
the gingerbread man. 
Who wouldn’t run, 
given the circumstances? 

But not the Father, 
not the Son. 

I believe in 
forgiveness. 

But not in sin. 

I believe in 
communion: bread wine 
apples and us all 
happy at table. 

But not in saints. 

I believe in 
life. You have to, 
don’t you, being alive? 

But not everlasting. 

Those immortelles, petals 
fallen like yellow teeth 
in the tomb, bearing the 
form of flowers. 

But not the scent, 

not the breath.