such a powerful word
yet wielded wrongly at every turn
in the right hands,
trust brings a lot
it can bring faith
it can bring security
reassurance
confidence
knowing
certainty
maybe even hope
but i've seen it in a whole different light
trust that brings doubt
trust that brings fear
hurt
paranoia
disbelief
pain
but most cunning of all
deceit
to see trust misplaced
in a way that plants seeds of hurt
that brings tears
and pain that knows no measure
that only the tree that grows over the wounds
will know what it is
and carry its burden
in the lines etched on its bark
as the leaves mourn with every gust of the wind
and the branches ache with fatigue
will you be the one to water this tree
having planted its seed in the first place
where will you be standing
to watch this tree grow
alas
that honor is mine to seize
i spit on your lacks
i despise your faults
i loathe who you are and what you have done
for all your wrongs
and every time you stood by it
and your attempts at defending yourself
and i pity the fool that is you
and as i step back
and look at the bigger picture
the doubt arises
the fear
the paranoia
the uncertainty
have i trust enough to fully take on this honor?
have i trust enough in Others who can help me?
have i trust in her?
have i trust in me?
how far back do i have to go
to unearth the girl beneath the tree
only with You
will i dare
only in You can i trust
that being a part in growing this tree
is one which does not involve me
so my trust is in You
that i can step aside and watch in trust
that she will trust You in the same
and may the tree stand tall
and sing praises to Your name
forever and always
Numbers 32:23
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