Blind faith in the truth of you: A poem 

The reality of you contrasts with the truth of you 

But I know my imagination will always hold true 

I take all your ruthless stones and soothing feathers 

And am proud that I have weathered all the weathers 

The idea of you is much like a reassuring soothing breeze 

A simplification of all the commotion among the trees 

That presence is all the strength I need in my knees 

There is more in you than the seeming storm in the seas 

I have belief and knowledge that my gravity is you 

and the telling rocket fuel that launches me too 

We are binaries exchanging passion in distance and silence 

A fire can scorch earth, but there’s rejuvenation in such violence 

There is always hope for the warrior that never says die 

I don’t see the rainbow, but never did once ask you why 

Patience is a desert’s oasis, where the persevering lie 

Blind faith is wizardry that sees farther than the sky