This Broken Faith
O pilgrim, know your bruised and fractured soul
shines beautiful, like sunlight through the rain
and though the darkness longs to claim its toll
this broken faith glows brilliant though the pain.
What words are there to still the baneful voice
whose lies in blackest darkness now you grope?
Such strength it takes for us to make the choice
to silence despair’s siren call with hope.
To struggle on when everything seems lost
and you can barely lift your voice to pray
Oh, God forbid we underrate the cost
of simply moving forward day by day.
So true, sometimes the very bravest act
is moving forward, longing to go back
For some reason, it needed to be a sonnet.
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Erika,
Loved this…and am thankful I found another poet through the discussion on poetry…I will check out your other poetry too:):)
Loving, living this line…
“Such strength it takes for us to make the choice to silence despair’s siren call with hope.”
Oh, God forbid we underrate the cost of simply moving forward day by day.
I have tears in my eyes…thank you.