NA ( / Kingston, Ontario.)

Saves Me

I trust the night
I trust the stars that shine
I trust the moon
I know its love’s divine
I trust the wind
I trust its winding ways
I trust the sky
I know its separate days
I trust the dawn
I trust its rising light
I trust the sun
I know its blinding sight
I trust the clouds
I trust the crimson waves
I trust the things I love
I know that this trust saves

Natasha Ashwe July 16,2006

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Comments (4)

That is so pretty! ! I wish I could write poems like that! ! ! ! !
Well done Ms. Natasha...
nice write and flow to the poem
Inspiring poem. Thanks for posting it. Sincerely, Connie Webb