99/365: Faith Comes for Us

I was told faith fled atheists and agnostics,
that it couldn't survive the godless dark,
but faith belongs here with us.
It is ours,
not a gift from some shifting panoply.
Faith beats on within this skeptical chest.
Faith is in the flesh,
and it comes for us.
It comes for us.

I am writing one poem every day in 2016, and I am using the hashtag #365poems to document my progress.