Sometimes doubt engulfs my mind.
Like so what if there is a hell and if there I am to be resigned.
Its my choice how I live and how I unwind.
Why can't I do what I want and behave the way that I am inclined
Then I reflect for a moment and realise all lives are intertwined.
What I do isn't exclusively confined.
Everyone is affected like a ripple in a pond, experience is combined.
On this floating rock, that's what I have to say to myself and remind.
Then I see that there are simple answers to find.
Like how faith is attested by centuries of mankind.
Like how there are small miracles never headlined.
Like how a peaceful philosophy helps the soul unwind.
And we don't have to be defined. Proscribed a box within the endless schism. A label a prison.
Just free in FAITH.