See control’s mirage
leading us trekking,
crawling, grasping
the course ground
through dry, gritty heat.

Throw out your arms.

Cross the bridge to trust, to faith, to hope,
to letting go, to releasing, to receiving, to believing.
Take child’s pose and crawl into the arms of God’s cradle.


  1. Yes! Let us leave control and “Cross the bridge to trust!!” Love the “child’s pose” and of course the “arms of God’s cradle.” The “gritty heat” is a nice texture!!This is an interesting poem to think on…wonderful work to you once again too!!! Enjoy the beautiful day friend and thanks for sharing your beautiful gift!!!

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