trust is a learned thing

trust is a learned thing:
that something so big
can name, can love, can nurture
one this small

dry tears with a kiss
& stitch together a torn heart
with a smile

it is known by infants
as something real, expressed
in arms that rock gently
& hands that feed

our first prayer simply us
lifting up our own arms,
asking wordlessly to be held

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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12 Responses to trust is a learned thing

  1. Nice poem! The preacher’s hat has been donned!

  2. Thank you—will be doing the altar call shortly đŸ™‚

  3. nelle says:

    Like, lots.

  4. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    Beautiful. I think the way you connect the infant with a full-bodied (embodied) sense of the world is just lovely. . . and insightful too.

    • Thank you so much Jeremy. I remember my son simply holding his hand up for me to hold as we walked, not even looking, just lifting it up and knowing my hand would be there for his.

  5. Rhonda says:

    Made me think of being a Mother and also of knowing mine was always there for me.
    Love it friend!

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