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
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce
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