life is a raging river
full of cascading waterfalls
rushing over jagged rocks
with time polishing me smooth...
eventually
emptying into calm ponds
of love...
God is the ocean
I am a drop of water
in a tiny tributary
working my way back
home....
I strive to be flexible in spirit
often, rigid in flesh..
I keep returning
to the familiar
dysfunctional
suspension bridge
with frayed ropes
and missing planks
instead of trusting myself
to take a leap of faith..
a different path,
like a felled log
of opportunity,
firm and wide...waiting....
for me to cross the chasm
of my fears and insecurity...
I can do this....
I can trust my way across...
© dkb