On cloud-crossed Heavens,
the Sun floats elsewhere
seeing fire in curves...
a calm, Moon beyond.
Sight changes nothing.
Faith changes everything.
With faith, there is never
any lack. The skies always
open up and pour out blessings,
pour out an abundance
of Infinite Love.
Fear floats down a river
washed away on a raft of deeds.
A sparrow flies
over a rainbow trilling,
"He'll meet all your needs."
Faith to faith...
we step upon stones
of never-ending possibilities,
crossing rivers
of overflowing hope.
Days are bright moons,
nights illumined suns.