Trust is rest.

Give me silence.

A quiet that consumes.

One that eats up the noise of deafening mind clutter.

Peace.

Give me peace.

A stillness that confounds

One like the calming of raging storms all around with a word.

Rest.

Give me rest.

A pause that comforts

One as simple as being held safe in strong  arms.

Trust.

What is trust?

Trust is letting go.

Trust is knowing you can’t handle it alone without help.

Trust is rest.

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