The belief stands between the moment
of childhood and now
perhaps ridiculingly testing
all the tenets absorbed since baptism
perhaps uninterested in strength or weakness
or perhaps genuinely real.
Evidently, the days seem to pass
without the night ever falling.
When young and innocent
the belief was as strong as Claus.
And the stars, high and bright
and mysteriously forgiving
stood for something that could not be understood.
Nobody could ever touch them
yet they were more real than heaven itself.
When beyond the age of fallacy
it became clear
that even stars cycle like we do.
Too young to be shopping for caskets
too old to be choosing an alternative doctrine
the accepted, persuading story
leads to the belief
that there is space beyond space
that there is one lasteternal phase
to a supernova.