FAITH
A light cascading
of shimmered fading
shattered thought unfair
the end of despair
in forgotten sight
the will of one might
imagine a truth
that requires no proof
of mind, sight, or feel,
taken to be real.
When awake we know,
what all else will show.
Who we hope to be,
atleast discreetly,
in shadowed corner
we choose the former -
to know is not trust,
unknown is a must,
what trust can there be,
in something we see?
A light cascading
of shimmered fading
shattered thought unfair
the end of despair
in forgotten sight
the will of one might
imagine a truth
that requires no proof
of mind, sight, or feel,
taken to be real.
When awake we know,
what all else will show.
Who we hope to be,
atleast discreetly,
in shadowed corner
we choose the former -
to know is not trust,
unknown is a must,
what trust can there be,
in something we see?

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