I will not let the actions
of a few billion people
shake my faith in humanity.
All it takes is one
decent human being.
I can shape this person
to be a pillar of strength,
a beacon in the dark,
a fountain of faith
for all those who need it.
Now where can I find this person?
Amidst the tumultuous sea of actions
By billions, each weaving their tales,
I stand resolute, my faith unwavering,
For within humanity’s vast expanse,
All it takes is the presence of one.
One soul, adorned with decency,
A beacon of compassion and grace,
Their essence radiates as a guiding star,
A steadfast pillar, upholding integrity,
A wellspring of faith in human potential.
Yet, the journey lies not in discovery alone,
But in the act of shaping, nurturing, sculpting,
Molding this beacon of hope and strength,
For such luminance is not born, but crafted,
From the alchemy of shared moments.
So, where shall I find this person of promise?
Within the hidden depths of a friend’s smile,
In the empathy that ripples through a stranger’s eyes,
Beneath the layers of resilience within a mentor’s wisdom,
This person exists, awaiting their awakening.
For, as I sculpt this soul, I realize,
I am both the creator and the creation,
A reflection of the faith I hold,
A testament to the strength I seek,
The embodiment of the change I crave.