Coming up to the edge and looking down
Leaves her feeling butterflies in the stomach and light headed
It makes her feel like she could fly if she just had faith and took that last step.
Focusing on that feeling, she makes her decision and closes her eyes, allowing herself to drop
Falling backward, she lands on a pillow of grass, happy with her choice
The money wasn’t everything. Okay, who was he trying to fool.
Really it was all about the money, but he didn’t have to admit it.
Under normal circumstances he wouldn’t have to work a day in his life.
Such was the life of a fund baby. all thanks to grandma.
That was before he put his faith in his lawyer and that prenup agreement.
It might look like things are at their darkest.
Makes picking up your burdens and trying again seems pointless.
Perhaps even preposterous.
Oh, don’t lose faith in yourself.
So many things are doable once you put your mind to it.
Strive to find little successes and chain them in a row.
It matters seeing those breadcrumbs of progress.
Believe that you can climb out of the dark depths.
Lift yourself one bit at a time.
Eventually you will feel the sun of triumph on your face.
Debating merits is a noble cause
If done in good faith, listening to other’s argument
Verifying your stance is what you want to defend
Instead, today we prefer to find our tribe, our island
Denying that the other side might have something to add
Enabling the feedback to build walls that opposing views can not scale
Conundrum of faith
Looking over the edge and seeing only the unknown
It makes one pause wondering if you should take that next step
Following your heart, believing that you can fly or…
Fearing the fall and fitfully fleeing…
Belief was sometimes such a fragile thing
Relying on just your faith that everything will be okay
Outside forces were always tearing at that virtual support
Keeping it under assault, looking for the smallest of cracks
Enlarging them until the whole thing falls into pieces
Nothing could ever put you back together completely and make you whole again
So it was a David versus Goliath affair
Liam felt his hopes dangling on the edge of a cliff
If he ever lost faith that he had a chance
Nobody would fault him, but
Giving his shoulders a heave he walked over and asked her out
So many teeth can be quite scary
Hell, they can even be part of a tornado
And if Hollywood can make a buck off of them
Really should you expect anything else
Keep the faith, fish are friends and not food.
Dominic looked out over the battlefield
Rational people didn’t go to battle willingly
Armies ran on true belief
Simply put that training and divine luck would get you through alive
That was proven wrong day after day
It still amazed Dominic that people volunteered to do this and had faith in him
Could be the canons he had aimed at the back of his troops also helped
Focusing more on living than watching
Action rather than sleeping
I call on you to test yourself
To brave the refiner’s fire
Heaven is on the other side