Faith

Is faith
when the Earth shifts
and yet you grab for the kindlings of trust?

Is faith
when everything's gone and mourned
and yet you reach out for a glimmer of dawn?

Is faith
when you have and hold
and there's nothing to pray for
except for forgiveness
for you're feeling guilty being this happy?

Is faith when you want to water barren
earth with torrents of tears
of those pure in heart?

It may all be so.
But let me tell you, my friend,
Faith is
when you smile once your prayers
are answered but you hate the answer and feel angly and hurt,
but still pledge your soul
and your heart though bleeding
sheds lifegiving rain.

Faith is
when the hour of the wolf struck
but you still saw the candle
burning
if even it was just a glimmer
of faith...