Faith Poem by Deborah Cromer

Silence is golden, so is the warmth of your touch
Down from the heavens, ruling over and above so much
Flashes of instances and pictures in memory, so fine
Whom I had touched and sweetly tasted, were not mine
To have a friend is yes, to be a friend
Capture the light you have nothing to defend
A freedom reached and contained only through trust
Through all acts of time, truth and honesty are just
God's will is done upon times of disbelief
To look and see patience, in awaiting true relief
What happens to this with all of the minds
The wonder and pain encircles, tightens and binds
This pleasant longing to fly again escapes away
Existing in thoughts at dark, only to end the day