Faith

A stepping stone for a beginner
A sea for those in midway
Waters are dark and turbulent
Only some swim across anyway

Let the labels not stick on you
Like a tattoo on your skin
Rub and scratch but of no use
It stays etched like an ancient script

We are all made in the same way
But differentiate ourselves in senseless ways
Confronting each other no end
And limiting ourselves each passing day

Fault finding is a habit of shallow minds
Who see everything with colored eyes
Wisdom they think is their monopoly
Yet all they do is to create more strife

Everything has a purpose in it
Each one interprets in his own way
Free will and discretion is given to man
To make use of in the best way

All ways are noble and sacred
That are inspired and truthful
Questions must be raised anyway
To understand the truth in a wholesome way!