faith is strongest in the dawn
when the bloom is fresh with dew
bare feet enjoy the walk with you
glide easily across the lawn

a pebble intersects their path
and steps become more ginger
hindered mind desires not to injure
tender soles scream with wrath

faith surely and slowly shrinks
as the painful steps linger on
sands of time heat up, rising pain
bogs of muck and mire, trust sinks
hope that was overflowing, withdrawn
weary soul longs for cooling rain