The Essence of Faith

It's a familiar pattern

A familiar pain

I'm standing on the edge of hope once again

Are you taking my dreams, and burning them away?

So that I'll fall from

Illusion and follow your way?

Why does this walk require such a state

Of constant disillusionment, a doomed fate?

How can I move forward, and continue to grow

When all I can manage is to shrink back, eyes closed

To more and more of this cosmic flow

Are you sharpening my vision so that I know

How to see the world as more whole?

I don't want to give up and live a life that's not full

Oh God you're the only place I find hope

So as I fall off this edge

Of my illusion into this abyss

I'll re-dedicate myself to you

Breathe in deeply this elusive mist

Falling, falling – constant threat of pain

Learning, learning to let it drip off me like rain

I can't hold onto life

Attachment offers nothing real to gain

So despite my instinct to grab onto something new

I'll open myself up now to just You

And accept that life is learning how to die

To my ego, my passions, illusions, and lies

Teetering on the edge of where hope and despair meet

Standing but knowing the ground could shift beneath my feet

This instability requires dependence on grace

This perpetual falling is the essence of faith