A Madrigal poem True faith flouts words, renders labels absurd; shuns old texts and priestly explanations; eschews need for outward affirmations. That surest, softest sense that leaves hearts stirred; soothes regrets, dissolves great tribulations— true faith flouts words, renders labels absurd; shuns old texts and priestly explanations. When thought and feeling blur, no line inferred, […]
Faith, or: A leap of one’s own
Ishaya Zephaniah 