#123 of 365 – “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



About Blackbird

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