I am not of faith,
I am of reason.
Where others find comfort in belief,
I search for clarity in proof.

Faith asks for trust without sight,
a leap into the unseen;
but reason keeps my feet
on ground I can measure,
on truths I can question,
on answers that withstand the weight of doubt.

Religion begins
where explanation ends.
It thrives in silence,
in the places where reason cannot speak.
For many, that silence is solace.
For me, it is emptiness.

I do not deny the light that faith gives to others,
but my light is inquiry,
my prayer is understanding,
my devotion is to logic,
my worship is in truth revealed
through patience, thought, and proof.

I am not of fait,
I am of reason.
And in reason,
I find my peace.