Jump

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Thoughts on Life

I jumped off the cliff
hoping the ground would
be soft enough to land on
or that someone would
reach out and catch me.

Hope is a funny thing;
he gives me the strength
to jump but does not
promise that he will
do what I want him to.

He is a charmer leaving
me to expect something
that may never happen;
trust in him to follow
through unyieldingly so.

Once I let go of my ability
to not test his trust,
he gained control
of my life as I fell and
began to float on his word.

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