Walking On Air A Poem About Faith and Meaning in Life

Walking on Air

I once walked away from belief
but only found air at my feet.
All meaning and substance had ceased - 
pulled wherever passion blew me
like the wind on a falling leaf.
I thought I was seeking freedom;
what I found was only more chains.
To live with purpose and reason
we must seek more than selfish gains.

-Justin Farley

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