Trust
The broken tree
Spans the cliff opening
Daring me to test
Its strength
Taking a deep breath
I gingerly step
Onto the broken tree
Hoping for the best
A few creaks
But the tree
Holds me solid
I sit in the centre
The tree sags
Under my weight
But I trust my God
To keep me safe
To keep me safe
© Phil Renaud 2015
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