Go Deeper

Discouragement is the curse of faith,

Abandoning the mining of treasure

As one lays upon the bed of disillusionment

And finally succumbs to the sleep of those despaired.

Take up your tools, ye weary!

The mother vein is yet hidden

And love, richer than any known

Is just beyond your eye's sight.

Let go of your failures.

Press on through the stony rock of doubt

Believing always in the hope

That love never fails in realms of faith.

She is waiting for you behind the veil,

Your consuming fire,

Prepared to transport you

To the substance of things not seen

And hold you there in her perpetual embrace.