Faith is something to write mountains of poems about and oceans of stories. Is the fuel to our passions and is the stairway to success.
Faith
The fragile faith reaches the stars
On the crystal roads of fallen angels.
It shapes and colors all your thoughts
In the dark night or days of danger.
Her voice sings to my ancient soul,
Walking on the roads of magic dust,
To meet the birth of a New Earth dawn,
A forever bliss for the ones we lost.
Faith shrouded in blue rays of light
While waves of love whisper blind
Of symphonies from the broken hearts
Which shatters sorrows and shatters clouds
Of tears of mercy and hope from the gods
And mourning mothers with dead brave sons.
This was initially published on Medium.
About the Creator
Katherine Myrestad
Exploring education, teaching, and parenting, while journeying through the realms of self-improvement and spirituality. Let's inspire and learn together. Linktree https://linktr.ee/vanirheim
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