Keeping the Faith

I keep singing the same song.
I keep writing the same poem.
Forlorn, I’ve been sitting here
Whilst my thoughts somewhere wander.

I’m keeping the faith.
It’s not yet late.

A sun’s rays in the horizon.
Early in the morn.
Dawning.
Fading sun beams in the afternoon.
Dusk.
Either way
I have to know
Either way
I should learn to let go.

I’m keeping the faith.
It’s not too late.