flower 2

Chasing after things unseen.

My faith remains,

not hinged on religion,

not hinged on precision,

not pigeoned nor framed,

not substituted for what I can see.

 

My faith is my morning song.

My faith is unwavering hope.

My faith is parting waters.

My faith is freedom.

My faith is – I’m a living miracle.

My faith is – unmovable.

My faith is – unshakable.

My faith is beautiful.

My faith is more than magical strands.

My faith is majestic,

My faith is me….

 

 

 

 

5 responses

  1. Maren Avatar

    Just exquisite — thank you for this amazing poem!

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      thank you kindly Maren 😉

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      thank you rhcwilliams – sending hugs blessings to you….

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