When you struggle to reach up there and find
The gods have turned their faces away,
You know it was an error of judgment—
to trust the vision from afar.
Between the halo and the face lies shadow,
a gulf of silence no prayer can cross.
The smile you worshipped dissolves
into the cold indifference of apathy.
Yet from that fracture of faith,
a truer light begins to stir—
not borrowed from gods who turn away,
but rising from the embers within.

Very nice.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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A very deep thought Reena. Thanks for the second response.
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Thanks for the beautiful images!
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Beautiful poetry. Faith does show the light.
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Thanks a ton, Diana!
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