Faith

Blindfolded with gossamer threads

With my eyes wide open

Seeing the swells, the wind 

Danger

No pathway through a raging ocean

But a whisper, like a dove

Flying steadily leads me on

Through the impossible

Past the tempestuous sea

Emerging on the far shore

Feet planted in the golden sand

Free from the storm; turning back

I see

Each link in the bridge that carried me