Leap of Faith

A poem from youth

Walter Bowne
The Lark

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Cliffs of Moher in Ireland. Photo by Federico Beccari on Unsplash.

Tempt me to walk over the edge —
And promise you’ll catch me;
Whisper a solemn pledge —
That your trust will set me free.

Invite me to walk across your flame —
Speak your name to ease my shame.
Let me see you smile —
While I cross the coals of fire.
Let your love be worth the strife —
And let me leap into your life.

Hold the pail for my walk through the fire —
Hold out your hands for my fall from grace.
Give me air, give me love, send me higher —
Give me strength to bear Caliban’s stare —
From an honest mirrors’ face.

Dare me to walk away from the past —
And remember only the great lessons —
Of a love that wasn’t meant to last.
Promise me that my confession —
Of devotion while in your arms, —
May shield me away from harm.

Give me security, when the world is violent —
Give me words of beauty, when voices are silent —
I’ll take the things that…

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The Lark
The Lark

Published in The Lark

The Lark Publication shares fictional short stories and poetry

Walter Bowne
Walter Bowne

Written by Walter Bowne

This “trophy husband” writes fiction, poetry, narrative non-fiction, travel essays, music essays, book reviews, and essays about his belly button.