Faith Like Mustard Seeds

Listen how you listen
and how you really hear.
Is it the rolling of the ocean,
or is it the whisper of your fears?

Look up at the stars above you,
do you see the light they shine?
Is there light inside you?
Does it dim or does it bright?

What wakes you in the morning?
What makes you sleep at night?
Is it fait, is it religion,
or is it means to run and hide?

There is torture in the real life,
there is happiness and love.
Which one fits you nicely?
Wheres your comfort, your white dove?

See the cockroach on the counter.
See the butterfly on the beach.
See the beauty in having six legs,
to run on all to find your peace.

Where is that quiet spot,
that happy place we all need!
Rolling oceans or flickering starts.
Or faith like mustard seeds.