Doubting Faith
there's no denying it truly is
awkward, bungling, flawed;
but, in unguarded moments,
touching as a reluctant hug;
scatters the clouds of worry,
shame and regret that blur
our vision, that make us jaded,
suspicious, bored and tired;
calms down the nervousness,
tempers the anger that dwells
within the soul of us all in this
scarred, now wounded, world.
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