of making oaths, but serving one oath alone: faith.

what can be more overcoming
for a *mumin to state,
if not the trust embedded
in a *****?
what is belief thus?
        to be as fickle as a leaf?
stitched to a tree in summer,
     then un-stitched by autumn?
even as a "*****" i sought
refuge, not as a "mumin"
in the sway of emotion of belief,
mingling doubt, fear & love...
i learned another kind of "belief":
firmly grounded, rooted,
with base stump, as the sole concern
of expressing... trust:
for i will fall, and trust,
rather than believe, that i will
stand once more:
and in that i am a "*****",
but at least, i am no blindman
stating that i am a "mumin",
who sets a vector of belief,
firmly, with a mingling of tiered
emotions, which become neither
fear, nor love, nor doubt, and certainly
no certainty...
   i pity you in your belief:
for you have no heart of stone -
to be firm, to give yourself to
the one sway, of later solidified trust;
that perpetuated ****** of faith.