Look closely and you will see
the small ingredients of life
mixed together with perfection.
It may not appear that way
when dreams crash and hope
is a hiding on a cloud in the sky.
Or when the view is distorted by fear
and worry is pouring down
relentlessly in the raging storm.
But if you look closely, with trust
you will see the perfect hues
spun into the filaments of life.
Just like they are supposed to be
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Trust is a fragile thread sometimes. A lovely post…
Thank you.
I’ve heard it said that at any given moment we are coming either from a place of fear or a place of love. This poem seems to speak to that notion. Thanks for sharing it!
Thanks. Yes, I think that notion might be correct.