UFOs

I am waiting for things to be clear enough so I can hear them.

Without doubt. Without questions.

Interpretation is not my problem. It never was.

But am I hearing the same thing I think I am hearing?

How can I be sure of it?

Horizons always have seemed real to me.

But they weren’t. Never.

I knew that much about them.

Why knowing and feeling are different?

Faith has not safe place around me.

It’s better than holding on to it and failing every time like never before.

Everything is so bright.

Even twilight is so bright that I can’t see it clearly anymore.

Some broken promises keep shouting in head.

Some worlds are scattered in unkind way.

Will they find their way to destruction peacefully?

I just don’t know.