To See Faith

To see faith
Through the eyes of the heart
To believe in what is unseen
Is a call into an adventure
Fully undescribed.
To cry out
Knowing the answer is not firmly defined
But certainly coming

To love in the face of hurt
To trust in the heat of anguish
To run
With broken bones
To fly with
Wounded wings
The unending chase in
Seemingly unrelentless pursuits
There has to be more than this
More than the maddening race
Filled with stories of what-could-have-been
Driven with the passion of what-can-be
Yet secretly mourning the loss of what-was-not.

Give me eyes that see faith
Truly as it is.