There have come those moments in my life
When I’ve hit rock bottom, at the end of my rope
They may last a while or be gone in a minute
But during those times when I couldn’t find my faith
When hope and belief seemed outside my grasp
And no solution existed for my dilemma
When the heavens seemed to conspire against me
Thrown in a dark cage and locked up was I
Buried in the deepest abyss of the sea
My life controlled with no power to choose
In total despair, only one thing remained
When enveloped in those discouraging times
All I found was a small desire to believe
No, it wasn’t belief itself, but it was enough
For that small desire was my key to freedom
While it started out minute, amidst opposition
It performed the hardest task in all of mankind
It opened up my heart to be willing to change
It’s the one thing I found hardest to obtain
Because it seemed safer than exposing my soul
I’d have liked to have kept my reason to blame
Knowledge and help are always pouring down
But they ricochet off when I remained closed
That small desire is the blossoming of the soul
And when that first morsel of truth finally flows in
We become buoyant and float out of the abyss
Light floods our eyes, and we soon begin to see
The truth seems to propel us back to our faith
And equips us with power we had not before
So when in times of gloom and despair
When any hope you can’t seem to find
Remember to hold close that desire to believe
Don’t let your fortress keep you enclosed
No matter how dire the situation may be
Even if hope cannot possibly exist
That desire’s still within reach at any time
–Jason Westlake
Wed., November 8, 2006
