Definitely. Maybe. ~ (My first Fabionacci Sonnet!!)

Faith.

Faithless.

Absolutely; maybe..

Where am I?!

Help me find my feet,

Perfectly perched on steady ground

Yet, I'm dis-aligned...

I follow a butterfly; it leads me through woods, meadows and then disappears....

Lost, standing there gazing in amazement, how far I've come and where do I go now?! I want to stay here...

Is there someone looking for me when they find I'm gone, or not?!

Or, am i just fooling myself in believing

Someone will come finding me

Or will He?!

Yes, definitely.

Hopefully.

Maybe!

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