The Flipside of Faith.

There will be a shift,
in these sands of time.
Subtle and understated.
It will rue your cognizance,
Breed unease and fear.
Many of these are born of loneliness and fatigue.
Before the curtain falls tonight,people will learn,
Even an atheist needs faith sometimes.

Do what you will.


I will love.
I will love so much that no one will know what to do with me.
Even when I’m scared,
Even when I’m broken,
I will love.

I will love,
Not only by the shadow of the night,
But also by the light of the day,
Until the people stop and stare,
At a girl in the rain,
Dancing to her own tune,
I will love.

I will love,
Even when the world no longer gives it it’s due,
And it’s power is long forgotten in an age of gratification,
I will look fate in the eye,
Dismiss it with a smile,
I will love.

I will love,
With all that I have,
With that I am,
And all I ever hope to be.
I will be gracious.
I will be kind.
I will love.

A poem for when times are trying,feeling is challenging,and truth is obscure.