They call it poetry,

I walked into the book shop today,

five floors filled with stories

and tales and words. Beautiful

words that can fill an empty life

in a heart-beat.

I bought a book today, and now

I don't know how I ever lived without it.

No

it's not the Bible.

But it might as well be called that,

instead its name catche the very essence

Of the purpose of everything.of me.

Because isn't it what we're all trying to do,

one breath at a time,

one step at a time.

Staying Alive.

It's all I've ever wanted.

Now I look at it, and

realise that I have found my own bible.

Because isn't that what faith is

all about?

Finding our own way,

our own reasons,

for putting that one foot in front of the other?

I always knew words were powerful,

but tonight,

they've gotten new meanings, and new

power.