#123 of 365 – “tremor”

“tremor”

 

I am saturated by the waves

that toss my life about

 

worried that I’ll drown beneath

the surface of my doubt

 

I am not a good swimmer

never learned how to breathe

 

and I’m still learning that my abilities

follow closely what I believe

 

so it’s with a tremor of faith

and its mysterious breadth

 

that I wade into the tide and trust

my capacities for its depth

 

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About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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