The Dreaming Tree
So long I thought my trust was gone
withered in a vase that sat
unwatered neglected posterity's memory
pressed and ordered flat
I suppose some slight yet weak desire
believed that someday still
I'd find one soul who's promise transpired
while building false hopes unskilled
For trust is like a pillow
flipped to the cooler side
It's the hand that touches your shoulder gently
when you let down your guard to cry
It's the feeling when your turned around
lost in the land of strange
the hand that reaches leading the way
to familiar surroundings in exchange
It's the peace in knowing no matter what's wrong
you needn't look far or wonder how long
your help will come from day to day
leaning on the one who finds a way
There's a trust in a dreamer
who's so much like you
when "soon" emerges all too slowly
two with the same dream can make it come true
This is the trust proven not wooed
so much alike you needn't explain
they knew your thoughts without having to say
for the look in your eyes gave it away
Flattery with all it's tantalizing charm
sounds sweet like honey going down
but only as fulfilling as a country farm
in a picture with a frame going round
In this o'l world when "with you in spirit"
is the saying most commonly known...
here I stand with you hand in hand
is the proof your not alone
Trust did not come easy for me
so hard to build so easy to break
all the hidden agendas I feared
the slow to give and quick to take
But on the day we first did speak
of promises given or made
you said your arms my safest place
by what you do not what you say
For that ONE key was ever lacking
the door love enters at the start
for all enchantment love can bring
trust is what opens the FOREVER in my heart
As I think of these diamonds on my finger
sparkles halo the chocolate center stone
the thought that never leaves my heart
is the lifetime I felt so alone
A ring that tells the story
of a beauties life in the dark
surrounded now by clarity
of the trust that owns my heart
Trust is the love I never knew
you'll live for me, I'll die for you
with tux and gown, yes and boots
in the life we've made and say "I Do"
Never again to live in wonder
if dreams will ever come true
there's no joy surpassing you see
then living a dream too long overdue
In quiet reflection of all that's been
the room you gave my heart to know
the freedom you gave then gave again
the seed you planted then watched it grow
A dreaming tree you knew in time
would bear the fruit of love
a love that took forever to find
nourished in the soil of trust
Copyright © Sarai Virden | Year Posted 2014
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