words wing their way around the room.                  

    so graceful.  prophetic.  elegant in their honesty.

poems and stories touch paintings                  

    sculptures, photographs–our souls.

voices and vision joined tonight.  This We Believe                  

    names the art installation.  surrounds us.  

I believe the words lift us above Kentucky farms,                   

    to the center of mental illness, next to a child’s  fear.  

we laugh at a comedy script                   
    shiver hearing voices in a cemetery.  

five writers offer us their gifts.                                   

    we leave believing.