Faith

By Eric Heppner


I’ve never seen the wind
I’ve never smelled the breeze
I cannot taste a zephyr
But I’ve seen it move the trees

I’ve never seen my heart
I’ve never felt its heat
I’ve never seen it break
Yet I can hear its steady beat

I haven’t seen a thought
Thought pictures I can see
I cannot hear my mind
Though something talks to me

I haven’t seen the weight of time
I cannot hear age
I do not have its great wisdom
But I’ve seen an elder’s cage

I’ve never heard love
I cannot see through its mist
I’ve never smelled that sorrow
Still stones beat when they are kissed

I’ve never seen God
I’ve never seen his streams
Which wash away the sins of men
But I’ve seen him grow the trees