Sunday, July 5, 2015

Faith

Walking along the Lake
I noticed
It is quiet
Except for the Gentle Lapping
At the Shore

It said to me
Have Faith in me
For in my Depth lies
All that you need
I felt refreshed
Energized

But when I Return
It's storming
And the Waves are restless
Possessed by a Devil
The Depths are Churning
Darkness and Fear are everywhere

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