As an eternally graced flower,faith blossoms
blindly walking through ridges
not a support to lean
falling, uprising again
in the depths of stormy seas.
Beneath the feet scorches
within the flower prospers
mind,poor knows not
it’s the grace that pulls out of the fear!
on the hills of enormous desires
seats the serpent of lower hemisphere
he who knows it to garland o’er the neck,
blesses the soul with an eternal cure…