By Faith Alone

by faith alone
starvation rules
hungry believers
eager for the edge
of discovery
tamed into timid followers
of delusion
seeking a windfall
receive only crumbs
leftover from the big feast.
there must be a secret ingredient
which is not secret
perhaps not even additive
maybe it grows
equally in all bones
wets like rain
that falls on all
yet some stay dry
by faith alone
absent action
formula for the halfway zone
purgatory of empty waiting