Faith—a beacon in the night,
steadfast, sure, an anchor bright.
Tolerance—a robe, sun-woven,
soft for wounds, by kindness woven.
Every thread a mother’s hand,
patient, wise, and deftly planned.
Hemmed with hope, lined with grace,
it shields me in life’s harsh embrace.
Through the ache, the weight, the fray,
toward dawn’s unyielding ray,
Faith leads on with flame unstained,
Tolerance bears what pain remained.
Cloaked in hues of strength and prayer,
no trial dares my soul to tear.
For when the storms of strife run deep,
these twin guards stir, protect, and keep.
So I wear this vibrant dress,
with thanks for how my heart they press—
Faith to rise, Tolerance to mend,
two loves that forge me to transcend.
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Author:
Mottakeenur Rehman (
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Comments3
Beautiful! Much love 😉
So seldom spoken of yet one of the principle aspects of love often undervalued yet paramount in almost all relationships. A wonderful write
A lovely write of two ingrediants often ignored or not understood in the success of any relationship especially love, nicely expressed and written
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