As a friend recently pointed out to me, trust is relational — trust (in) whom/what? In the following short poem, the “poet” is Spirit, addressing me as listener. Trust has been an issue for me for a long time.
Trust In this quiet, cool morning When your soul is at peace Although your mind is active With many questions, even doubts Know that way is open to you You are not alone And truly you can learn to trust.
Charlotte, September 4, 2017