Reassurance

A world of suffocation, lies and deceit
I know it's not the first time I've been lied to.
But to look beyond what we see, and see what lies beyond
To the tessellations of the fields as the wind plays in the grass
The dominating performance of a springtime thunderstorm
The breathtaking palette of the sunrise
As the light beams dance among the dewdrops in spider's webs.

Reassurance that all is not dark.
Reassurance against the empty claims that ring hollow
Of the absence of God.