Beliefs Are A Child's Dreams

 
a vow of faith in regret of what has transpired
moved me to weep
keening my heart did not know what to believe
I sigh within losing my breath

holding tight to my beliefs
I shook the feeling of loss
I desired something of substance
but nothing came forth

I cry for days of summer
from my youth
days slipped past turning into years
I ache with the knowing

but inside my grief there was an understanding
I traded innocence for wisdom
I crave deeply the secrets hidden

my faith shaken was my faith substantiated
the honesty of the moment overcame me
refined purity my innocence returned