TRUST What is this? I asked as a child. The lyrics in the sixties were decidedly wild. Two adults were often admitting defeat If their loved one left, they’d be incomplete. More than that, the songs said they would die, Yet each found other loves, thus exposing a lie. I trusted, then, in a Love more pure, More constant and much more sure. I was lit from within by a Holy Flame, Also called The Universe, yet what’s in a name? I used to believe in benevolence of fate, Yet, now I prefer to simply wait For a meeting of souls to spark that fire Which will take us both somewhere higher In this life we are living, making a nest; And, until then, I shall keep doing my best. © Victoria Fabling, 6th May 2025