Deep Thoughts

The Warmth of Faith

I could feel it now, even in the warmth of summer.

I close my eyes tight.

The blanket of white furry that surrounded me in arctic cold.

The overwhelming feeling of lose and gloom.

Ice covering my cheeks, turning me into a sculpture of cold.

I thought nothing could thaw me, I was so wrong.

I open my eyes feeling the sun and it's honey, glaze rays on my face.

Faith is like the feeling of warm, brightness, and light.

I never want to forget the feeling.