It moves through air through void through doubt
No proof can say what it’s about;
It keeps its course where none can see
It trusts its own infinity
No creed no flag no outward frame
It walks through fire without a name;
Through unseen ground through unmarked stone
It builds its temple all alone
It hums through breath through loss through years
It wipes the dust of mortal fears;
It knows no end no limit found—
Its feet on faith not on the ground
When all is gone when night is near
It stands with calm instead of fear;
The faith unseen both vast and small—
Is what has held the world through all