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"Faith" (by Joe DiMino)
It always comes back
To me and God
My obstacle
Of focus outward;
My silence when focus
Inward;
The distance between us
I can only travel
By sight and sound
And sense
The shaping droning
Of picture into words
Of prayer into vision
The expanse I bridge
Doing all of the talking,
All of the creating
The blind-silence inward
Surmounted
As love unspoken
FatherI love you!
I compassionately reshape
No reply;
Sculpt sound and image
To support
The throbbing formlessness
Of my heart
Craving
Recognition of voice
Or iconic-flash
And not deeper silence
And blur
A wondering death
Constantly feeling my way
Between blind to deaf
Surviving by
Questionable faith
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