Faith; a quiet trust, a belief held deep,
A strength that rises, even when we weep.
It's more than dogma, more than just a creed,
A trust in something or someone, planting a hopeful seed.
It's faith in God, a prayer upon the breeze,
Or faith in friends, bringing hearts to ease.
It moves the mountains, it works wonders true,
When hope takes root, and dreams break through.
The weight of trust, it binds us to our kin,
To rise above ourselves, and let the good begin.
We strive to honor, the faith that's placed in us,
Pushing limits, breaking through the dust.
Some deem this miracle, I call it faith's embrace,
A powerful force, uplifting every race.
To trust and be trusted, two sides of a heart,
Both must be cherished, never torn apart.
May faith surround you, a blessing light and pure,
And brighter days, forever will endure.
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