Having tread so many paths I came to a place, A place where every map finds not a single trace, A land where a strange people abound, They carry a mindset so deeply profound, They talk crazy things and call it a "Now Faith ". Saying things that seem other worldy, Speaking words that would seem to argue with all logic, To the world their thinking just seems as hopeful wishing, But what's worse is that they have abandoned all sense of reason, So much so, they call failure a myth that has nothing to do with them. Whenever they opened their mouths to speak, My legs began shaking like I was weak, Yet still as if I was standing at the highest point of a mountain's peak, Like I was being elevated by every word they said, I didn't come here to stay but I find myself following them every single day instead Being with them I began to understand why they lived as they did, It was not just a simple lifestyle, It’s was a walk that was leading them to an aisle, Waiting on Jesus , a lover that knows no bounds. Yet not waiting for a person having been read about only in books or through stories, But on a person who they had perceived and even experienced by hearing , and hearing by the Word of God. Faith was their narcotic , Gaining control of their minds and causing them to rise to higher levels. Faith was their greatest ambition, Accepting to put on God in order to carry out a vision. Faith was how they spoke, Ceasely utterly words that stirred them up with every step they took. Faith was their Royalty , Making them as into Gods on the earth.