Why is it that we never find
The joy of living, peace of mind,
Until we taste life's sorrow?
Why is it, though however dark
There still remains a tiny spark,
That promises a brighter day, tomorrow?
This spark of hope is faith in man,
Is faith in the eternal plan;
Without it we would falter.
Hold fast your spark and hold it true,
It will become a torch for you;
A torch that lights the way to Heaven's altar.
Hold fast your spark and hold it true, It will become a torch for you; A torch that lights the way to Heaven's altar. Beautiful lines! ! Let the torch of Faith light up your paths, so that you shall never stumble and fall! Let it be so in the life of all of us! A Beautiful poem, simple in structure and explicit and profound in content! !
Beautiful poem Joseph and greatly inspiring. I've read it several times, and each time it's more appealing, and absolutely enhances my faith. Thank you very much for sharing it.
A wonderful poem. I lost my faith just before my wife died and I always regret not going to church with her as we used to. In her death I found my faith again.10 out of10 for this lovely poem. Thanks Jo.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful, inspiring poem. I think this may be the core message in one of my favorite readings, the book of Ecclesiasties. Great poem Joe, from a great heart and mind!