You speak of belief and conviction,
The Deity you said you worship with passion.
Visit to the house of worship, you do with no persuasion.
In secret, the panic of life’s melancholy soars.
Whimpering from insubstantial difficulties swells.
Live out the expressions you utter.
Desiccate your eyes and consider.
Factual conviction can dissipate trepidations.
Life’s insubstantial difficulties can come to a diminution.
A granule of faith is all you need to help remove the soaring of life’s melancholy.