Faith
by Steven Federle
Faith
is seeing my blood
coursing through
shut eyelids
and feeling
blood pushing down
into my arms and legs,
believing
it will soon return
to my darkly
beating heart.
But faith is more than
seeing
or believing.
Faith shines
like the cloistered sun
concealed by thick
autumn clouds.
Faith knows
all my childish lies,
and gently laughs
at my innocence.
Faith stalks me,
deep into my desert
where, trembling,
I wait for her famished arrow.
I love faith;
in her passionate embrace
I fall into my
darkest night.
I fear faith;
slave to her lacerating truth
reluctantly I walk
into her relentless light.
Check out his poetry blog at wordpress.com here:
http://sfederle.wordpress.com/
Hope that you have enjoyed this poem, Happy Saturday!
8 comments:
great write.
enjoyed it.
oh, beautiful choice.
smiles.
This is great.
love how the poem speaks and makes senses.
I think this is beautiful. Especially loved, "Faith shines
like the cloistered sun."
Great way to start my day!
very charming piece indeed,
Way to go, Steven!
keep writing,
your wordpress blog is very good looking.
Glad to see this, smiles.
joann,
Thanks for the encouraging words.
cheers.
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