Faith, Reclaimed

Summary

"Faith, Reclaimed" is a reflective poem about faith and resilience in the face of life's challenges, offering a message of unconditional love and support.

Abstract

The poem "Faith, Reclaimed" explores the theme of faith as a steadfast presence in times of hardship. The author addresses someone who has experienced pain and loss, standing on the brink of despair, and encourages them to embrace faith as a source of strength and comfort. The poem emphasizes the speaker's unwavering belief in the individual's inherent goodness and potential, despite moments of doubt and anguish. It acknowledges the listener's anger and disillusionment but assures them of divine companionship and the promise that they are never alone on their journey. The poem is part of a larger, collaborative poetic chain and concludes with a call to other poets to contribute to the ongoing narrative with the prompt "Wind."

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The speaker views faith as a compassionate force that remains constant regardless of human doubt and despair.
There is an understanding that life's struggles can lead to feelings of betrayal and abandonment by the divine, yet the speaker counters this with a reminder of eternal love and presence.
The poem suggests that everyone has a unique purpose and that faith can guide individuals to discover and fulfill this higher calling.
The author implies that the journey of faith is not solitary; even when it feels like one is walking alone, there is divine accompaniment

Faith, Reclaimed

A never-ending poem

You were standing on a precipice. ’Til you found me in this edifice. Tears spilled. You’ve filled your head with lists. But now you’re here. You have come home.

You yell and scream and curse at me. You betray me with your blasphemy. You are hurting, child, and I can see. It seems your dreams were overthrown.

After all that life has put you through, I will always find the good in you. When you don’t believe, I still do. My love for you has only grown.

So whatever name you call me by, I have felt your pain. I’ve seen you cry. Take my hand and look me in the eye. I know your smile like it’s my own.

It is not your time. You’ve miles to go, And a purpose higher than you know. The road is rough. Just take it slow. And never will you walk alone.

Thank you to LB for tagging me with the never-ending poem prompt of Edifice. Thank you to Martin Rushton for the original idea of this poetic chain. I challenge any and all poets to respond to the prompt Wind. James G Brennan Dr John Rose Jessica Lee McMillan Melissa Coffey

Journey back one link with LB’s poem in response to Tantrum.

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