Trust

The Lord is my light and my salvation—whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life—of whom shall I be afraid? Psalm 27:1

The winds howl and fear creeps in

Like dust particles seeping in everywhere

On the sill of consciousness

In the crevices of doubt.

In the darkness worry sweeps

Into the false safety of waking

Uncertainty brought to life by the sigh

Of tree branches caught in nature’s dance.

In the moan of sound I hear a cry

Deeply felt but surely not spoken.

No! I made no sound. Or did I utter a prayer

A cry for relief from churning worry?

A calming voice softer than a sigh,

Louder than the wind, stronger than my heavy heart

“Have no fear; I am the light of your salvation

Of whom should you be afraid? None, for I am here."