Faith to keep treasured,
Is more meaningful...
When expressed.
And less measured to impress,
By how it is dressed.
To judge and address the depth,
Of it.
A love to feel shown,
Is known from the heart.
And not discovered to find,
Boxed.
Wrapped to open,
As eyes sparkle bright.
Satisfying curiosities.
The opulence of beliefs,
Leaves many increasingly... Distant,
From expectations wished.
But disappointed,
When not received...
Bigger than the reality.
And what is said sincerely,
Is not acceptable or enough...
If explanations can not explain
What has been given,
Thought would be priceless...
In the act of it,
Becomes questionable...
When asked,
To produce validation...
Of what was paid and its worth.
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