I long for a faith that is resolute, steadfast, unwavering

A faith that is as sure as the day is that the sun will rise and the set at dusk

As certain as the promise that the midnight sky will light up

with the moon and stars in all of their brilliance

I want to know my faith as intimately as the ocean recognizes the gravitational pull of the moon

And answers the call of the sun

A faith that is as sure as the spring is that the blossoms will bloom in all of their splendor

I ache to know her like I know the curve of my daughters silhouette

A faith that is so inextricably a part of me that it imbues every thought and every step I take

By Lilian Rose