Failed By Hope, Held By Faith

As I walked through a road so pure,
The clearest sight my eyes endure.
I was joined by a presence, strange yet kind,
Its form unclear, a hidden mind.

I could not tell if it was some
Presentiment or what might come.
But sensing goodwill, I walked more deep,
Drawn by a promise I longed to keep.

It asked me then, in gentle air,
With altruistic, tender care:
“What is your heart’s desire, dear?”
A question sharp, yet crystal clear.

Overwhelmed, I found no voice,
Like a phoenix trapped without a choice.
I searched within my aspirations,
Lost amid vast contemplations.

The dream it offered seemed so grand,
Yet slipped like dust through trembling hand.
It urged me, softly, to decide,
But still, I turned, I stepped aside.

I kept neglecting, strayed away,
And watched the path begin to fray.
It faded then, the road dismissed,
A hope I sought but sadly missed.

Everything I toil for fades,
I need rest, where silence pervades.
I need a moment, calm and deep,
I need tranquility, I need sleep.

No, I don’t wish to let life slide,
But what if I’m tired?
What if I’ve tried?

Nevertheless, my faith runs oceans deep,
Through waves that crash and currents steep.
It speaks of power, vast and wide,
A force no storm can override.
It holds through trials, fierce and long,
Unmoved by winds, steadfast and strong.
In darkest times, it does not cease,
A beacon blazing through the peace.
Though I may drift, or lose my way,
My faith still stands; it will not sway.
It wraps me close when I’m alone,
A guiding light, my cornerstone.