Belief Poems - Poems about Belief

We are inheriting Art and Arc Of trying to understand. How once, we were fingers, Born of the same common hand. Miniatures born into this land Of thought. Tactile each, and that ought, To have been enough. But, In the sound of each brushed whisper Overheard in the billowing clouds, We fought the thought Of the popular injunction. Loud as a newborn’s...

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Within the dust of bones and temple stones, A whisper walks—more felt than clearly shown. Not blood nor birth, nor lineage laced with gold, But trembling trust the ancient prophets hold. What weight has faith, that it should stretch through time, And echo in the silent church-bell’s chime? What proof resides in relics made of air, But that the unseen realm is...

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I grew up believing I was terrible at writing, at least that's what everyone said. It's ironic Those voices in my head still holler loud even though, in the end, it's how I make ends meet...

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I'm not sayin you don't have a right to feel the way you do, but have you considered every avenue, every stream that lines information directly to you? Have you considered perspective? That what appears to be truth could be, in actuality, subjective - effective truth hidden behind piercing offensive lies? Have you considered that life is like a puzzle, and every piece...

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"For the ones you choose to have around you will either build an empire or set your dreams afire" "Pushing onward is a difficult mountain to climb, but, by putting one foot in front of the other the summit will be reached in due time" ...

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The Eternal Question, How can I answer you? The Eternal Question I could never figure what was true Why would God make a child spend her formative years With a mother who brought nothing but tears If John 4:8 is true, “Whoever does not love does not know...

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A child once asked, with eyes so wide, "Is there a God, or did they hide?" I paused a beat, then softly said, "Let’s look around, not just ahead." God—some say—a skyward flame, A whisper cloaked in holy name, The stars, the seas, the breath, the tree, The love that flows, unseen yet free. No God? Perhaps, just chance and dust, Equations cold, in...

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Guys, blind acceptance is known as blind belief, That can lead to negative consequences in life,...

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I believe because it makes sense to me, even though I don’t understand. It seems so much more reasonable somehow to be part of a bigger plan. The infinite complexity, the strangest twist of fate Only when I see God underneath, is it something to which I can relate. At times, He seems so far...

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Belief defies logic. Faith leaps beyond belief or reason. We cherish beliefs because they are indeed irrational. You can't prove a negative in an open system without boundaries. Absence of evidence doesn't provide evidence of absence or non-existence. Even the most rational belief systems rest on untestable or unfalsifiable beliefs, or intuitions. Belief in God or Gods, relies on answers to...

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volatile observation suspended amidst reality and fiction, subdued voice echoes down a hallway of convictions; like a despotic fog blurring options for a swarm of insects who eventually finds way to a lizard's grotesque carcass. a feeling, in my gravel ribs, this might be a dead end staring up at the sky, an atheist's hollow vision; air and venom flowing...

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Forgive me I have forgotten the fondness of a smiling heart, or the levity of laughter's luxury. I have lost the grail of passion, and a passion for people. Here I sit at time's old impasse Huh It seems I've never truly known faith until I had no reason to believe. Please Lord, help thou my unbelief....

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I went to the cop, in New Haven PD I said I've got a crime story, but it's hard to believe The cop said cheerfully, "let's hear, try me" So I took a deep breath, tried a memory retrieve. I said, "for a year I was getting the urge to merge It disrupted my sleep, and I tried to purge You...

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i don’t know how i’m supposed to feel, i cant tell you if my heart is ready to heal. being blinded by the sun, but i still feel the cold and life continues to lose all of its fun. beg to Jesus, in the hope he listens and my burden ceases. searching for my favourite toy as a child, but...

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In the hush of the morning, where whispers arise, A voice filled with purpose reaches the skies. Your heart, like a beacon, shines hope from within, Anointed in spirit, where healing begins. With every note soaring, like eagles in flight, You weave through the darkness, bringing forth the light. ...

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