A Question Of Faith Poem by Jackie Trujillo

We can't see it or touch it but everyone belives its's there
well we can't see him, or touch him insetead
of beliving we question him, love hurts countless times
and still we go back. We ask him for everything
and we are alwways angry when we do not recive something
imediatly. I would climb any mountain for love
but even i question if I really do belive in him
I ask myself how do i belive in love and not in God
love, a mere creation of his I belive in yet not the creator himself
but maybe beliving in love is showing that I belive in him
In my mind I'm thinking that there is no connection, but maybe
to him there is.