Faith…

lies in the heart of the believer,

          and the sinner sins only because

he believes; that redemption is a winged

           horse; that salvation is the rainbow colors

dripping from his eyes.

      everyday, i wake to the smile of my fears

                                       lying just next to me.

i carry it into the day, hoping against hope, that

                           these colors don’t run under my feet and

throw me off.

         some days, when my back is on the ground, i

                            imagine riding a winged horse through the clouds,

wearing a rainbow helmet, singing “it’s only a bad

                                      day, not a bad life.”

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