An orange and white wig stand

Ignorance wandered
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.

They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.

Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.

Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.

In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.