Listen to the sound of your inner self
Innately hidden in your blood pressure
A latent feeling of belief and doubt
The mute and dormant secret of your heart
The heart but the sinew feeding the mind
Of thoughts once rightly mothered by virtue
On the breast of piety must achieve
The tr’umph of Faith o’er the malice of doubt
To keep up the excellence of a perfect life
On your way friend find no cause to defect
Never baptize a doubt to dwell in you
A decoy of persuasion doing wrong
Be sure of yourself housing your piety
The visioned ladder of light to the clear
Hence climb the steps of virtue to your farthest reach
Committing the evil spy to the flames
True believers are the shield of sanctity
Go on my friend and smash the fear of doubt
And be adamant in your approach to God
To keep going en route to—Tomorrow
‘Tis a hard thorny way to the Heavens
Walking doubtful steps in a frail belief
6/1987