No Answer

Belief is never the answer.

You are asked to trust,
step out on a crust of nothing,
no questions asked
about cost
or the odds of lasting;
what's to be achieved
by experience of eternal falling,
or about relief...
and never to be given an answer.

While belief is hard,
trust is hopeless, helpless,
and dark.
Your soul cries out
for a voice, for a touch, for some warming.
Nothing’s heard or felt
except
for the wind in your ears
As you keep on falling.