Faith – that limitless expanse of hope that stretches out when the grey clouds of life encircle and engulf…That tiny flicker within that keeps you moving along the weary road.
Faith that finds itself in a tiny Buddhist temple where the lamps flicker and an elderly monk wraps his wrinkled fingers over his prayer beads.
Faith in the eyes of rosy cheeked children as they push one prayer wheel after another.
Faith in the timeless prayer flags.
That belief that it will get better. Because it does.It really does.