Faith
There I sat
Next to beautiful
Down on my knees
Begging to pride
I sought no pity
Just a price
A little bit of gold
would suffice
Then from nothing
A voice of gospel
Hailed my ears
Gold I have not
It said in a tone
But faith little sought
I felt a tingle
Tear in my eye
I was standing
Realization
What this man did
No one could buy
Now I stand
In awe of a power
Beyond a man
Bowed in spirit
To that purity
Forever now
Walking eternally
Copyright©2001 Troy C. Cobb