3 months ago. Wednesday, October 8, 2025 at 9:05 AM
I give you the reins,
A breath held tight.
My own will wanes,
In morning's light.
It feels like falling,
A dizzying drop.
My own voice calling,
Suddenly stops.
But in this surrender,
A strange peace grows.
I learn to remember,
What trust bestows.
No longer striving,
To hold every thread.
Instead, arriving,
Where fears are shed.
You guide me gently,
Through shadows deep.
And something presently,
Begins to sleep.
The need to control,
The constant fight.
My wounded soul,
Finds new, soft light.
In your strong hand,
I learn to rise.
On shifting sand,
Beneath your eyes.