Musings On Faith
Long ago I was born Catholic in a home smelling of Holy wax and Montreal
family life was a communal fractal of worship as I drew closer to Mary's call
Obedient to extreme I never questioned my Faith nor my doctrinal lineage
I heard voices only Mystics deciphered, in this inner sanctum a lived as a sage
Then at the age of twenty I left my hierarchical home to live abroad who knew,
that a new day was dawning, I soon flew by the power of my wings, on cue
one day I entered a Buddhist Temple for the first time confused and alone,
I revisited this place after a long journey, and spiritually re-found my home
I owed it to myself to find my own truth even if it meant shifting space
so onwards I went into Sacred Silence as a devotee of United Grace
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One lifetime I am on a Ferris Wheel laughing and eating cotton candy with my Father,
and the next I am on a Dharma Wheel moving my penumbra light like an obedient daughter.
Long ago I was a great Catholic girl in a home with family too loud and violent to feel safe,
today I don't tag myself in any Faith, leaning towards Sacred Light I am who I am, vouchsafe.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2023
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