Heart issue

My trust is like a steady flow of river
bending, turning, dipping, rising again
always present
not always voluminous
often times needing reassurance...

I am fragile
These walls are present to hide the tenderness within
These gates are open only to those
who dare to hold me even during the fall
very few have ventured

My trust is like a valley
Nestled between peaks
Overwhelmed at times by falling rocks
present as long as the peaks stand
constantly threatened by their demise

I am fragile

Father help me rest in thee

--Makaila Johnson