Some call it the leap of faith
Which may be the case
To others it is the comfort of trust
For both are things I chase
This world of seeing is believing
In a state of disbelief
An utter question mark upon my mind
Answers would bring relief
Wondering aloud brings no response
As I fall to tired knees
Curious about the wise sage’s smile
Oh, to see what it is he sees
An epiphany from his piercing gaze
As I realize that I must
Take this leap that others took
Finding faith and learning trust