Faith
The panicking need to understand
Recurring in my reality
Always with a taste of bitter confusion
Resisting the unknown
The magic that surrounds me
Unable to trust and let go of control
Powerless to circumstance
No strength left to commit
Anxiously my body becomes small
“Am I in an illusion?”
A triggering spark of insight
Incomprehensible at first
I slowly take off the blindfold
What was once known & unknown
Disguised as contrast and conflict
Birth the third
A serenity enters my body
Surrendering to what is
There is nothing left but to believe.
There is nothing left but to have faith.