Purity

| All rights belong to me, Jamie Gandy: |

Perhaps holding so firmly has its faults,
Though we must all believe in something,
Something to hold onto, to grip with our lives,
No matter what it is, we don't waver from it,
Even when others try to tear us from our path.

Unlike those that steal the innocence,
Those that take the essence of another,
To rip it apart and burn it to the dust
We try to believe in something bigger then that,
To help one another in times of need.

Rings of promise circled around a finger,
Silver and small to protect the selected skin,
Not bound in a humanly marriage,
But bound to a promise stronger then life,
To stay within God's law until the right time.

Ignorance is often clouded in their minds,
As if nothing so Big as God can truly exist,
But how so can the wind truly exist if He can't?
They are the same in many ways,
Evident to everyone who simply listens and feels.

To what effect do our beliefs truly reign?
Catching the ear of a passer by,
Or the stranger seeing the light in our eyes?
Staying whole within ourselves is strength,
Courage to hold firm and reach out with compassion.

You have to come to a deciding point,
How hard do we fight for the right thing,
When do we step in to corral the broken?
To give him hope and love in this dire time,
Only the truth of Purity can answer that mystery.

That is an absolutely brilliant poem. Clever, clever. And a great message. I love it. Word.

What is wind? You can't grab it or put it in your pocket. Yet you are sure it is there, embracing and caressing you.
What is God?

He is much the same, some can't see Him (though I and many others can) to some His 'wind' is like a hurricane or a gentle gust, and to others He is like a still and quiet day, they don't see nor feel Him because they doubt His very exists. But the truth remains, He is breathed within everything, for He created it all. He is love in the fullest measure.

:)
brilliant

Beautiful work. I hope we get to see more soon!