Faith Stands Tall, Not Logic

Logic may not one and two equal make, Nor can fasten a square peg in a circle, No power's known rules of cosmic law to break, But I've seen will-of-faith making miracle. If faith pursues and plays a long innings, Cosmic will aligns to work from behind, To give acts of faith favourable wings, Provision nods pushing along tail wind. A toss of dice, all faces equal drawn, None one over others may play nor please, An event happening on a long lease, As-is where-is bestowed, love it or frown, Ways of Nature how so beyond man's head, Paved are with logic scarce obvious made. _____________________________________ A task is when pursued heart and soul, faith when persists struggling to endeavour, soon things seem to fall in line; unknown forces seem to help, and nearly a miracle happens. No logic can explain how, but when faith stands tall, logic bends. _____________________________________________ Sonnets | 02.01.06 |