Bridging the gap
With a million thoughts;
Making that leap of Faith
And landing three-legged,
On Love, and Trust and Hope...
Knowing all else shall follow.
It wasn't easy,
Letting go of dogma;
It's harder yet
To stay sane,
Despite Love,
When my heart becomes
A rugged ground-
Raw and Earthy;
Lost in a maze
Of self-recriminations...
Fighting to stay above
The Water;
Fighting to keep the Faith...
Fighting-
In that battleground, called Life,
For me,
Faith is the strongest soldier.
The only one,
Without
The Achilles Heel.
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