Faith

And through it all
There stands faith
A belief
That there is one
Upon whom we might call
To hold our hand
To give us comfort
When all else
Falls by the way
Be he God
Or she Goddess
Be it diety
Or be they friend
Be they a frail creature
Of our beloved earth
Or an ethereal being
Of spirit
We know
They are there
Whatever the time
Wherever the place
Their shoulder is broad
Their back strong
Their love
Without condition
Their faith
Their belief
In you
Constant
Through it all


Terry Rhiannyr
May, 2012