Faith:
What a concept.
One that keeps me alive
Keeps me sane
But
Am I living in the real world?
Loneliness
Heartbreak
Disappointment
Self-destruction
Faith hides them all.
Keeps them restrained in a locked cage
But what if the cage opens?
If reality kicks in?
I tell myself I’ll be fine
I’ve gone through worse
And I laugh
But is it funny?
No.
It’s simply ironic
Yet expected
That something else unfortunate will happen.
I smile
At G-d’s sense of humor
Because wow, does He have one.
There’s no question
That He is in control.
Who else but Him can create
Such a perfectly executed storm?
Such a beautiful landscape of scorched earth?
Such a high cliff to be thrown down?
Such a huge waterfall to be dropped down?
Inner Peace
Is my salvation.
It called also be spelled:
Inner Piece
Referring to that one piece
Inside me
That is a part of Him
Which is indestructible
And that piece IS me.
What’s the proof of that?
I’m still here
Not destroyed.
So who am I?
I’m a part of G-d
And G-d is a part of me.
So I know
That everything will be fine.
Because the Creator of all things
Is in me.
That is faith.
And that is indestructible.
And that is reality.
What is pain?
Suffering?
A facade.
An illusion.
A test intended to confuse us
To try to pry us
Away from our essence.
It hasn’t worked on me.
Pain?
Suffering?
I know them for what they really are.
They are nothing.
Faith?
I know it for what it really is.
It is everything.