A Leap Of Faith

satishverma

Nothing left to do 
anything today. 
Snow falling incessantly. 

Did not believe ever 
in shortcuts. 
Still moving on legs. 

Soundlessly I 
meet my strange god 
under a sickle moon. 

Faraway my old 
faith listens― 
to the footsteps of dawn.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 28th, 2019 19:52
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 23
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Laura🌻

    Yes indeed...
    ‘A leap of faith’...
    that’s all it takes!



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