I believe in a lot of things
Like horoscopes and constellations,
I believe that Allah turns an ear to you
During summer dances in the rain
I believe in ghostly spirits,
I believe in the Force and Chi,
I believe in Feng-Shui and in not eating too much meat.
I believe in massage therapy,
In the power of water–
I believe that sometimes I can read the minds of animals and babies
I believe in the color green
I believe that trees have broken hearts
And that’s why they cry at nightfall when they think no one is listening.
I believe in the power of touch.
I believe in serendipity,
I believe our universe is expanding
And that somewhere, in that great expanse
There is another me
I believe in cheesy fries and ice cold beer
I believe in Mont Blanc
I believe in my sense of smell,
I believe in myself, in doing as I wish
I believe in bug charmers,
In the “grand scheme of things”,
In manifest karma, ESP, 11:11, and even 12:12 now that I’ve met C
I believe in goodnight moon and the perfect backscratch,
I believe in non-verbal communication
In coffee and spliffs.
Muons and Musiks.