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Author: Danu F. Ritchie
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Spiritual - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-26-09 - Updated: 10-26-09 - Complete - id:2735135

My Faith

Where has my faith gone?

Like dust in the wind it flutters round

And I have no hopes of grasping it.

Though I search for want to be close

There is no passion of fire in my veins

Send me life

I may not know what is, or what may be

But hear me O Lord, I am your humble servant

I remember you kissing my forehead

A strong sense of my Lord lingered

Where has my faith gone?

Like hands trying to cup water

My faith slips through my palms and fingertips

I wish to be close to him

As only he can bring me to light

He deserves not I

For I am a foolish girl to behold

Lonely, diseased, and broken

He deserves not I as a follower

For my health, my love, and my life has been scattered

I am a shadow being

Though I long for the light

I reach up into the dawn, willing my hands to feel

The sun’s rays are tangible through him

Why do my bones feel dry?

My does my tongue not taste?

I cry out to him, and dream of hollow days

Have I not suffered enough without you?

Teach me and I shall follow O Lord

I lie myself at your feet

Alone. Broken. Used. Hurt.

I am a sinner, and I long so much to feel your love

Like the sun I grasp for you

Desperate in all attempts

Please do not abandon me

Infuse my veins with the will to fight my constant gray



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