Sounds of Faith

I wrote this while listening to an everyday sound we tend to ignore, something that unifies most of us. If only it would remain inspirational for most of the time. Renew our faith, rejuvenate. Compliance, and subservience. Peace.


Sounds of Faith

These sounds emanating from all the corners around me

Like watering the soul

Cleansing the dirt, collected from afar

Collected within, kept harbored deep within

This bears the mark of that faith

That faith that never clamors on the soul

The faith that seldom screams or shouts

Freed from the hands holding you

It’s there, it’s in me and it fills me, whole.

The restless movement of the grass blades

Swinging to the gushes of the early evening breeze

With the afternoon fast collapsing

Leaving with it a trace of sweet reminiscing

Of memories and people, deeply forgotten

And then the sounds whisper remembrance again

They speak of non-existent verification

A belief and a constant trudging against the walls of the mind

Behind these walls, they hide and deceive

They conspire and argue, evil designs

Marching zombies into the night

But the day breaks soon

The sun shines through, all is forgotten

If I were to name you, oh You

I would name you the Moon and the Rain

The Light and Smile

Contentment and Survival

Perseverance forever.

This is faith, these sounds

Hello back, here it reaches me again.

(21^st October, 2011)