The Cloth Of Faith

I dropped my hope onto the floor,
Then I began to cry.
For, where would I be, without hope,
On hope, I had come to rely.

I dropped my courage on the floor,
And then I felt such sorrow.
How could I go on without courage,
To guide me through each tomorrow.

Then I dropped my joy onto the floor,
Oh how very sad I was then.
I felt so empty and alone,
I must get it back again.

So I bent over and picked them up,
They seemed to be just fine.
I took the cloth of faith to clean them,
Then they began to shine.

I took a deep breath and breathed them in,
Till my heart was filled with love
Contentment now was here within,
As God smiled from above.

Floria
© 2001