Faith

Faith

you taught me to pray, the words

and offering to the Divine: a God

who kept you safe when we couldn’t –

now I speak: a different language;

I take your prayers, fashion them

into riddles: questions on faith,

but I seem faithless to holy men.

I am shot through with doubt,

racked with guilt. I take my last touch,

of fingertips to your cold skin;

your hair catches; I drop your shroud.

I clasp my trembling palms and weep.

I pray.

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Marziya Mohammedali is a writer, photographer, teacher and designer currently based in Perth, Western Australia. More of her work can be found on her website: kikei.net