a little faith

When one asks me about religion, I, like many others, devoid the conversation any further.

It is, after all, one of those taboo topics, the ones not to have with other people in fear of offending them.

In recent times when I have wanted something so badly, but had no control over it, I've had to think about this.

Whether it's an opportunity or audition I want,

or a message about someone I may care about, these things are out of my hands...

I can't make them happen, despite how badly I may want to try.

So it's bought me to the question... faith.

I believe there is something. But what I'm not sure.

I want some things so badly. But yet have no one to ask for it.

I guess the reality is, I must have faith in myself, that it will happen for me in it's own sweet time.

If not this audition, then there will eventually be another.

If not this intriguing man, then I will eventually stumble upon another one.

I must have faith, that it will happen for me.

That despite the mystery of religion in my life, I must have faith in me.

That I will take care of it....consciously or not.

It will happen for me.