My faith is but a doubt

[Omar]

My faith is but a doubt,
but a pondering
Through the midnights.

Through the altering Sunrise,
A Floscule of the moon in the mid
Of a noontide sky.

Bits of pensiveness,
Vacillated tides,
An instant of recognizing
The shifting sands.


My faith is but a buzz
Of a unidentified fly,
I try to mute it-killing
But every time it flutters
Lurkingly within
the ribs of my mind.



 

[Tinker]

Obviously I am way behind, I didn't realize my hiatus was this long.  I promise I am in catch-up mode.  

Hi Omar,  Hope you haven't left us, I find this piece quite intriguing because of the imagery you use.  "altering Sunrise" "moon in the mid of a noontide sky" and "ribs of my mind". 

Ah poetry, it speaks a different language. Nice one.

~~Tink