Faith's Story

Starry-eyed child full of dream and delight,

Same yesterday, today, and tomorrow— 

When did morning turn to dusk, then mid-night,

Mirror’s reflection but wilted flower?

Who claims this face, crumbling with age?

Do not be confused by what eyes can see—

Run free with the lion; escape the cage;

Life’s a rumor about what will next be.

Faith’s story: what you say is what you are.

Travel the unknown to places unseen;

Hitch the heart’s heart to that far-flying star;

Soar above mountains where you have not been.                                             

Look through the dark glass to find your true face.

Unburdened child awaits now His embrace.