morning always comes
trust in that
is my nightlight
It Has Been And So I Believe
Guilelessness
all of beauty’s
every sustenance
in the simple rose
Trust
enter the mystery
of today’s
exquisite unknown
The Courage To Fly
to leap into the air
and trust the sky
will hold
So Often Forgotten
time carries
me through my
transgressions of faith
Undecided
heron on the lawn
elusive guest
unsure of hospitality
Darkness in the Light
lantern’s speck of light
trusted guide
on a dark day
Daring
life requires hope
the world
must be trusted
Willing To Be Lead
the road
leading into the wilderness
leads out as well
One To Another
mountain, farm and valley
hold the sacred trust
of belonging
Trust
tricycles wait out winter
rusting and trusting
they will ride another day