Faith

Unseen
Yet believed
Untouched
Yet felt

A whisper in the wind
An Assurance of a tongue
A writing in pages
A creation of the mind

With it you can move mountains
Just a meek assurance?
With it you can dissolve ailments
An opium for woes?

Do your part
Hope for the best
Don’t build castles in the air
For faith without work is dead

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