Faith is the invisible hand That guides my life, As I lay the bricks On the path to the unknown.
It helps me to accept
What is, It dispels my fears, It propels me to grow
Beyond what I thought possible. It lands me in places
Rigid towards the chosen beacon, And fluid in adaptation, Brings a nimbleness to the soul Untouched by the human hand.
Awashed with a sense of gratitude, I awaken to the light, Beholden to the love within.
The perceived darkness of yesterday, A distant memory; A mere stepping stone For the mysteries ahead.
- mh (c) September 2016