The price of faith

Faith is fragile, pure, and rare, A bond that hearts and souls declare. It blooms in truth and honest light, But shatters in the darkest night. A seed of trust that grows with care, It needs no wealth, just love to share. Yet when it’s broken, torn apart, It leaves a scar upon the heart. The price of faith is deep and wide, It can’t be bought, it can’t be lied. A treasure found in words and deeds, It’s in our hopes, our silent needs. Guard it well, this gift so true, In every bond between me and you. For once it's lost, it's hard to mend, The price of faith, a story's end.

This poem reflects the delicate nature of trust and how valuable yet vulnerable it is in relationships and life.