I can't see you,
but I can feel your
presence
ever so near.
I wa told to
put forth
blind faith
in your works,
even though I have never
experienced one.
I've read about
you,
your miracles,
but how do I know?
How can I believe
in something
I can't see if
I don't believe in
the things that are so
unbelievably real?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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