Finding Faith

If you look for me on this side,
Through a teary glass
Wearing binoculars that can bore through the eye of the gods,
I’m well hid.
If you look again through the layers,
I will unfold.
For in the multitude of our acts is revealed.
Hope, believe and faith
And even if we are not destined to survive the storms,
You will always live in the corners of my heart.
Have faith

Bose