I hear a soft piano play

An elevator music version

Of a song I used to sing in church,

And all at once I sense my broken

Moments of my broken life and faith

And how many years it's taken

For me to put me back together.

Now I finally stand alone,

Even in this fast food bathroom,

And smile and say, I still believe!

I still believe in the beauty of life.

I still believe in love.

I believe in my sweet children,

And in my mother and my dad,

And I believe that goodness is alive

And breathes in old stories

And in new ones,

And I believe in art, in poetry

And in music.

And I sing my own words, now,

To this great song.

I still believe!

-jenn