How do you know

How do you know

When I dare not

Stop to think

How can you be sure

When certain is a word

And truth is as slippery

As a landslide

How can I say

I understand

When the rules change

With every throw

Where do I go

When doors close

And I am left outside

In the cold

How will it be

When the ice winds blow

And dogs howl

In the night

What of their barking

Do they wait

For the ghosts

Of ages past

To leave the stage

With you on the other side

Waiting in the wings

Watching it unfold

As white doves fly

In pairs

Across a tear drop sky

In search of home

I believe

It has been said

Butterflies are never sad

If you dance with them

They alight

On an outstretched hand

I can see it now

How do I know

This story is true

Is it because

You have told me?