ehsan gill

There is something interesting about wounds that are cauterized at the point of faith. A chance confluence of events that hardens around a told and retold story about when god answered the call of the faithful. When your prayers were met with action. Ignoring the previous times that they were left unanswered. So I wonder where I might keep such belief. Is it renewed or dispelled by the problems of the previous months. I'm not sure, however I remain less resentful, I see the desperation in the mouths of others. The place faith has in helping people hold on. And I'v become less disdainful of this kind of need. In an indiscriminate life we do what we can to hold on. Faith is desperation, as the earth spins beneath us, rocketing at unfathomable speeds away from under our feet