The poem explores how religion can be a reflex response during times of fear, loss, and uncertainty. It describes being separated from protection as a child on a river rafting trip, crying out in fear and becoming lost in confusion about where one's sense of self ends and the world begins. Religion offers direction and solace during such moments of being afraid and lost. However, the poem suggests that life itself can become a reflex when one is ultimately found and no longer needs religion to cope with difficult experiences.
The poem explores how religion can be a reflex response during times of fear, loss, and uncertainty. It describes being separated from protection as a child on a river rafting trip, crying out in fear and becoming lost in confusion about where one's sense of self ends and the world begins. Religion offers direction and solace during such moments of being afraid and lost. However, the poem suggests that life itself can become a reflex when one is ultimately found and no longer needs religion to cope with difficult experiences.
The poem explores how religion can be a reflex response during times of fear, loss, and uncertainty. It describes being separated from protection as a child on a river rafting trip, crying out in fear and becoming lost in confusion about where one's sense of self ends and the world begins. Religion offers direction and solace during such moments of being afraid and lost. However, the poem suggests that life itself can become a reflex when one is ultimately found and no longer needs religion to cope with difficult experiences.
Said ‘You make it look easy, you make it look comfortable’ But lover you shouldn’t have judged this book by its cover Because, some are weathered, needless or required And the difference is essential From where it begins To how it all ends up…
When I am afraid – Religion as a Reflex
All the pages smell of age with just a hint of ink
Reminds me of childhood river rafting trip Separated and lost, I squall in fear From my only sour regard of protection To the water’s edge where I end these river banks Asking for direction, spinning in my head Where do I end and this world begin? Frightened of the unavoidable Terribly frightened of the unavoidable…