Faith is a bottomless well of hope
An ever-giving source of strength
A quencher of the thirst in our souls
A receptacle for all our pleas
Yes, sometimes its water feels out of reach
But however far away it seems
We always have the rope of prayer
And the bucket of our cupped hands
Ready to be lowered in deep
Where we can draw on its abundance
And pull up from it whatever we need
The author
Nazira F. Vania

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