I Have A Faith My Very Own

If there is faith we each must own

Mine must be one that I have sown

Not organized with mumbo jumbo

No robes of red or black.,

No ceremonial flowing white

I want none...yes none of that.

I lift my hands to help not quote

Do deeds of good not prayers in rote

And follow, trust my intuition

Without a fear of sins contrition

Make place for mitzvahs that I do

Squash evils mans unthinking stealth.

My choices made are infinite 

For each undertaken , then solved task

There is no right nor wrong to judge

I have myself alone to ask .

I have myself to answer to 

No mythical ethereal cloud

No tablets nor some ancient wall

Nor deteriorating ancient shroud.

If I must answer to a god

She will be my very own

And if need be I’ll answer her

For it is to her that I’m best known.

I have a faith my very own.

C Schlessel © 3/2011