Faith We Bear
Faith we bear like loosened chains
after years of sluggish walking.
Faith unpricked by joy, and strengthened
be the anguished doubt, rides the rounds
of every sphere (musical or scream)
to lead us past the greed
used to justify our undoings.
Faith we bear that salvages
the anxious, wanting heart, brings
peace to both the striving and the struggle,
brings paradox – a tense but still guide –
an anchor, a fruit, a voice to listen to,
one that is jealous of all that bruises
this faith we bear
with armour consciously
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Zygote” 1997
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