I
once trusted
every
standing bridge
I
came to,
that
it would hold,
carry
me over
to
the other side.
Now,
I doubt.
At
each crossing,
a
hesitation.
Experience
has taught me
wolves
dwell among the sheep,
chaff
remains midst the wheat.
Rotten
planks. Weak foundations. Slippery stepping stones.
My
eyes have fooled me
more
than once
on
this account.
But
fear won’t have a stranglehold
around
the neck of my indecision.
I’ll
keep walking
even
when I have to close my eyes
to
see.
©
2016 Jennifer Wagner
Life was so much sweeter when we proceeded with all-accepting innocence (or so I seem to recall: it was a long time ago, that the last vestiges of innocence drifted from me).
ReplyDeleteIt's wonderful to see it in a child, though, we "grown-ups" must be that much more vigilent to preserve that carefree state as long as possible, for them.
But yes - even as we find more things to concern us - we must keep walking and not allow fear to have a stranglehold on us. There is beauty to be found in discovery (even for old ancients) ... and discovery requires risk.
Great analogy - Sad that life is like this, I love how you ended it, very powerful!
ReplyDelete__Your trusting thought and verse, Jen, love it! An echo of your closing line, "even when I have to close my eyes to see'. _m
ReplyDeleteclosed eyes
I trust as my mind sees
each step
This was clear and wise. I don't know if the events in Orlando influenced this, but in that context, we all must move forward into an uncertain future with faith. Lovely and inspiring. Mosk
ReplyDelete' My eyes have fooled me
ReplyDeletemore than once'
Love that stanza and where you placed it! Much wisdom gleaned from experience!
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of THINGS WE CANNOT SEE.
ReplyDeleteAwesome last line. wow.