Parable of Belief
For when ye pray, pray for Belief...
When Poetry is stronger than fear
hearts become iron shields, hands
a barbed lance for the Craft.
When Poetry is braver than self
ego recants in the confessional,
pledges Faithful subservience.
When Poetry reveals itself tangibly
it molds beauty from navigable Hearts;
Tradition survives; History evolves.
When Poetry manifests, it Forgives
society’s edict of required allegiance;
rises Sovereign, a nonaligned Spirit;
Waxes into the full beauty of Truth,
unveiling Love's Sacrosanct Light;
Bestows the Poet a Gift of Belief;
To become that of the path
as a city that cannot be hidden,
neither a candle under a bushel
but a candlestick; illuminating
unto all that are in the house.
*Inspired by 'Poetry is not', by JohnnyBlaze