the mystery

the mystery of faith

believing in the unknown

hearing the unseen

faltering when alone

patience never ending

forgiveness in a blink

His smile of pure glory

in a jot of smeared ink

feeling His touch

answering His call

feeling the deep deep peace

cascading through it all

warmed by a covert faith

filled with a heavy love

believing in a Holy Father

waiting breathless above


2 thoughts on “the mystery

  1. Ha! Methinks the first two lines said it all. (There is however a twist which I probably do well to not mention now.)

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