Leap of Faith

Leap of Faith

Like nutmeg in plum cake or in a coffee blend,
Like water to a wilted sapling,
Lack, not leap of faith, is worse, my friend.

Is it magic, tell me, that missing “something”?
Under the harsh light of worldly prudence,
Like water to a wilted sapling.

I call conviction what you call impudence,
Like rest to a weary, defeated mind
Under the harsh light of worldly prudence.

What our heart knows our eyes do find,
Faith in things small and benign,
Like rest to a weary, defeated mind.

Fragments, we fit in a larger design,
We like it the least when we need it the most, 
Faith in things small and benign.

For a man pedalling  toward the seacoast,
Like nutmeg in plum cake or in a coffee blend,
We like it the least is when need it the most,
For lack, not leap of faith, is worse, my friend.

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2 thoughts on “Leap of Faith

  1. Loved the way you chose all the words…the poem flowed like water – continuous and beautiful…Please write more poems – I have become a fan!!

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