life of faith

sometimes when faith is running low

and i cannot fathom why things are so…

i walk alone among the flowers i grow

and learn the answers to all i would know

for among the flowers i have come to see

life’s miracle and its mystery…

and standing in silence and reverie,

my faith comes flooding back to me.

hope is the lone flower blooming in times of life’s desert (or dissert)

credits: poem taken from Prof Ooi’s blog