Faith

I am not usually very poetic, and there is a reason for it. I am not very good. However, sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night with an idea that I just want to put down on paper. I wrote this a few weeks ago but have not posted it for a variety of reasons. Ok, mainly because I didn't think it was that good and wanted to "refine" it a bit. Well I can't seem to refine it any more (surprise surprise) so here you go. It expresses well, I think, what faith is like for me


A wall of deepest nothingness
I’m falling ever deeper
Spending my days searching for light
Trying to strike a match in darkness
Fumbling for light without seeing
Catch fire to the night?
Afraid to be burned
by the flames
terrified of being consumed
by what I attempt to bring forth.
Hating the old.
Hating the cold.
Afraid of the light.
Afraid of the heat.
Afraid of the change.

A wall of deepest nothingness
I’m falling ever deeper
Spending my days searching for light
Trying to strike a match in darkness
Fumbling for light without seeing
Catch fire to the night?
Afraid to be burned
by the flames
terrified of being consumed
by what I attempt to bring forth.
Hating the old.
Hating the cold.
Afraid of the light.
Afraid of the heat.
Afraid of the change.

A pinprick of light.
A match finally caught.
Slowly growing?
Our brightest lights
Still so little heat.
Like artic sun
Reflecting on snowy tundra
So bright
So light
So cold
Where is the heat?
Where is the burn?
Where are the flames to scorch the dark?
I want the light
My fear wants the cold
Snow melts slowly
Without fire.

The untamed flame of change
I convince myself I don’t need
Try to get by on light alone
Glowing without burning
My match kept under glass
Never touching my life
Never touching the world
Just looking good
Glowing softly
Burn away the dark
Melt my life
Kindle the flame
Burn it all away
Start with my fear
End where you want
I don’t want the night
I want light
Your light
Your fire
Now your life
In me.