trust

i am face to face

with eyes that beam like first glimpse of light

in an otherwise dark night

i am cheek to cheek

with warmth that lingers

in an otherwise freezing midnight

i have almost bumped into my dream

that ends the endless imagining

i am gripped with sweetness that longs to believe

that this is already the answer to my prayer

but beyond the bend

in this solid and finite path

the light has yet to shine

and my eyes yet to blink thousands in pleasant disbelief

as they alight on whatever sight that side of the world holds

yes, my guide says whatever this is that touches my face

that warms my cheeks, or teases my longings

are only foretastes of what i simply cannot miss

i long to hold on to this, hints of 'almost' and 'finally'

loosed from the sacred place called waiting

but hear, there is voice, the faithful child inside of me

once and ever captivated by that word of promise

that i never fully understood

and yet i chose to anchor upon

every fragile piece of tomorrow

things as delicate as my affections

on it i place upon my trust

completely

yes, my guide says whatever this is that touches my face

that warms my cheeks, or teases my longings

are only foretastes of what i simply cannot miss

i cannot stay here but i must let go...

his character and love

cannot be mocked or questioned

i hammer and seal every dangling piece of life i will ever know

upon that word

beyond the bend

of this place, i must let go...

in perfect trust