The flame of trust

To trust without a guarded heart,

helps me to see beyond my fears.

There is a path of freedom here.

If only you show the way!

 

To hope that you can show me how,

releases grace to trust somehow.

Yet in the quiet, behind the walls,

I still do shiver in dread.

 

Who do I face when I cannot trust?

What is the force that blinds my eye?

Why do the chains so pull me near,

to that which thrives on fear?

 

And yet the flame of trust does burn,

and as it burns it clears my head.

I see again what beauty is,

And see my world – arisen from the dead.

 

The mystery of a fearless life,

is like a beacon on a storm tossed sea.

It pulls me in and guides me true,

To soar above and enjoy the view.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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