Trust

Trust

 

The house feels better with you in it. Your movements resonate. I listen to the noises from above, the Chinese lampshade still my companion in sickness. Coughing and sniffing test my patience. I will prevail since I know you come back.

How do I know you come back? Why wouldn’t you? This sheet of trust is made of neverend fabric. Only the experience of broken trust can strengthen you to trust once more since you trust your own senses again. Those vibes, whims and hunches you were honing as a child. Your bloodline gift. It could not be taken from you.

Brokenness heals with renewal of trust.

4^th of September 2014, AC

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