Religion of Impact

Religion is an icon, or is it a key? Is it an answer or a mystery? Religion is an ideal, one that many people seem to find, something that inspires and supplements the mind. Its deeprooted in some of us, and found by others searching, it charts the entire globe from Taoism in Asia, to Islamic in Turkey. It causes vast wars and strife, and creates enemies where could be found friends, it tries to rationalize death and pain and hints at this worlds end. Yet from every corner of this world from cave men, Greek philosophers, Roman emperors, knight of old, and scimitar swinging bandits, there lies in us a feeling that something greater is at hand, something in our hearts and minds that differs us from billions of crystals of sand. I feel this sometimes late at night, the feeling that someone watches me from the dark corners of the night. My flesh seems to chill like I have been bodily caressed, and deep within a drop of my stomach and the ache within my breast. Could this be my judgement? Was I awoken just for this? Is it the trumpets sounding or is it deaths fatal kiss? Thoughts pervade my head, attacking all my senses, I try and focus in now but away drop all defenses. Panic over my life how tragic it all seems, all squandered opportunities ive forgotten all my dreams. Humbly I fall to my bare knees, the cold air and the ground force my prayers to come in chatters, I beg and plead for another chance to rekindle all my fires. Awaken from this trance i'm in having asked all for forgiveness, I set my sights on dreams ive had and changing things for the better. Religion is an ideal, its a reminder of life and limits, it lets all of us know that time is of the essence. Does it matter if its real or something made from mans mind? I think not because its affect has impacted lives like mine.