Loss of Faith

I tarried for a moment... I was tender to the sun. Not sure I would be welcome... I lay burdened by the one. My loss of Faith was tragic... Life's filter gone awry. It seems of some importance As I face towards the sky. Who am I to grovel For a life that's gone askew? But one who stands exulted And in Faith begins anew. I fear not the nonexistence Some associate with death. The Grace of God awaits me As I take my final breath. The End