Walk with faith

How long to mend, the troubles that you bear?

A month, a year, a lifetime's slow despair?

Debts await, and pressures follow close,

Yet walk alongside them, no frantic, fearful pose.

Your fear takes root, where narrow visions dwell,

A world confined, a tale you sadly tell.

But open wide, the gates of your own mind,

For boundless realms, beyond your fears you'll find

The body's first fears, a trembling start,

From countless lives, a deeply etched scar.

Times change, we rise, a new generation's call,

To break the old, and write the future's thrall.

The thoughts you weave, are not the truth you claim,

The measured time, a fleeting, fragile game.

Tomorrow's fate, a canvas yet unknown,

So let not darkness claim this day as own.

The Cosmos knows the hour, the place, the way,

So trust your heart, and step into the day!

Slowly ascend, towards the dreams you chase,

For all your fears, are shadows without place.

The world's events, by unseen causes made,

And by those causes, every form will fade.

So walk with faith!

Alva De Fleurs