The water rages

a mesmerizing site

tossing intimate details of my soul

trying to cause a fright

Every fear

imagined or real

churning it all

telling me how to feel

The water slows

there is raft

a tree reaches for me

begging me to graft

A decision to be made

is this something I can trust

a blanket of security

or something else to make me rust

Suddenly there is calm

a reassuring voice

trust in the Light

and rejoice

Grafted now

the water is calm

the fear is gone

listening to a Psalm

A sprout comes from me

in the darkness there is light

hope abounds

my soul rejoices at the site