grown on faith

I trust you
with your words
and mine,
belief flung across
these words,
like soft green tendrils
climbing into the mystery
of a universe unfolding
between us, with us,
where there is no place for lies,
shattering this world
with fierce stabs of rain,
or lashing tongues of fire,
or the elusive mist of a love
we're too scared to own,
only a green tenderness
slipping into the light
of an unbroken tomorrow,
grown on fragile threads
of a simple faith.