TRUST
As I sit in the black cold that surrounds me,
I hear a voice calling, faint and dull out of the darkness.
"Do you trust me?"
I continue to sit, paying no mind to the call.
The black gets deeper and the cold is growing.
I hear again. "Do you trust me?"
"Who are you?" I ask, to which there is no reply
So I sit, nowhere to go, nothing to see, nothing to say
nothing to feel but the cold that's killing me.
"Do you trust me?" once again calls from the void.
"Who are you?" I ask again, to which there is no reply
"Get up and walk toward me" the voice calls.
It's dark and cold, I can't see anything.
I don't even know where I am.
Who knows what will happen should I move.
"I can't see what's in front of me." I say to the voice.
"Do you trust me?" the voice calls again.
My warmth is waning as the cold begins to seep into my being.
The darkness begins to suffocate me as I ponder the voice.
If I move, there's no telling what will happen to me.
But if I stay here, I will be consumed by the darkness.
I stand up.
My heart races as I struggle against the decision before me.
If I move, there's a chance I could perish.
If I stay here, I will live until the darkness consumes me.
In my mind I'm flying as I hold my breath.
I make the decision and take a step.
I'm still alive.
The frigid darkness is still engulfing me.
"Come toward me" the voice calls out.
"Who are you?" I ask again, this time finding a reply.
"I... am"
"You are what?" I ask.
"Do you trust me?" the voice asks again.
The darkness surrounding me is still growing colder and deeper.
"I don't know." I say, standing, shivering in the dark.
"Come toward me" the voice says again.
My heart begins to beat as I take another step.
I move forward as my foot finds more solid ground.
I take another step, and another, and another.
"Do you trust me?" the voice calls out again.
"I don't know" I say again.
One foot after another, I walk toward the voice.
The darkness is becoming unbearable.
The cold is sucking all the warmth out of me.
I can't breathe.
Out of desperation I begin to run.
"Do you trust me?" the voice is louder this time.
My heart is pounding as I struggle for breath.
I can feel my life beginning to drain.
I can't run fast enough to escape the darkness.
My body is beginning to go numb.
I'm running as fast and hard as I can.
I use the last of my strength as my legs buckle and I fall to the ground.
I'm gasping for air, but there is none.
"Do you trust me?" the voice calls again, louder than before.
With my last breath I scream, "Yes!"
My lungs are filled with air as I heave.
I can breathe!
"Who are you?" I shout, panting with deep heavy breaths.
"Look, and see" the voice says.
I lift my head and look toward the voice.
In the darkness I can scarcely make out a faint glow.
"Come toward me" the voice says again.
I rise to my feet, and with the hope of light I begin to run.
My breathing now comes easily as I run.
The cold still surrounds me, but light is ahead of me.
I run faster and faster.
I get closer to the light, the cold begins to subside.
I can feel a warmth emanating from the light.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes! Yes!" I shout as I run
I am close, I can make out a figure.
As I come into the light, I see my God, whom I had forgotten long ago.
"Come to me" He says, this time unmuffled and clear.
I run into his arms, into his firm embrace
"I'm sorry" I cry, weeping into his shoulder.
I hear a voice calling, faint and dull out of the darkness.
"Do you trust me?"
I continue to sit, paying no mind to the call.
The black gets deeper and the cold is growing.
I hear again. "Do you trust me?"
"Who are you?" I ask, to which there is no reply
So I sit, nowhere to go, nothing to see, nothing to say
nothing to feel but the cold that's killing me.
"Do you trust me?" once again calls from the void.
"Who are you?" I ask again, to which there is no reply
"Get up and walk toward me" the voice calls.
It's dark and cold, I can't see anything.
I don't even know where I am.
Who knows what will happen should I move.
"I can't see what's in front of me." I say to the voice.
"Do you trust me?" the voice calls again.
My warmth is waning as the cold begins to seep into my being.
The darkness begins to suffocate me as I ponder the voice.
If I move, there's no telling what will happen to me.
But if I stay here, I will be consumed by the darkness.
I stand up.
My heart races as I struggle against the decision before me.
If I move, there's a chance I could perish.
If I stay here, I will live until the darkness consumes me.
In my mind I'm flying as I hold my breath.
I make the decision and take a step.
I'm still alive.
The frigid darkness is still engulfing me.
"Come toward me" the voice calls out.
"Who are you?" I ask again, this time finding a reply.
"I... am"
"You are what?" I ask.
"Do you trust me?" the voice asks again.
The darkness surrounding me is still growing colder and deeper.
"I don't know." I say, standing, shivering in the dark.
"Come toward me" the voice says again.
My heart begins to beat as I take another step.
I move forward as my foot finds more solid ground.
I take another step, and another, and another.
"Do you trust me?" the voice calls out again.
"I don't know" I say again.
One foot after another, I walk toward the voice.
The darkness is becoming unbearable.
The cold is sucking all the warmth out of me.
I can't breathe.
Out of desperation I begin to run.
"Do you trust me?" the voice is louder this time.
My heart is pounding as I struggle for breath.
I can feel my life beginning to drain.
I can't run fast enough to escape the darkness.
My body is beginning to go numb.
I'm running as fast and hard as I can.
I use the last of my strength as my legs buckle and I fall to the ground.
I'm gasping for air, but there is none.
"Do you trust me?" the voice calls again, louder than before.
With my last breath I scream, "Yes!"
My lungs are filled with air as I heave.
I can breathe!
"Who are you?" I shout, panting with deep heavy breaths.
"Look, and see" the voice says.
I lift my head and look toward the voice.
In the darkness I can scarcely make out a faint glow.
"Come toward me" the voice says again.
I rise to my feet, and with the hope of light I begin to run.
My breathing now comes easily as I run.
The cold still surrounds me, but light is ahead of me.
I run faster and faster.
I get closer to the light, the cold begins to subside.
I can feel a warmth emanating from the light.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes! Yes!" I shout as I run
I am close, I can make out a figure.
As I come into the light, I see my God, whom I had forgotten long ago.
"Come to me" He says, this time unmuffled and clear.
I run into his arms, into his firm embrace
"I'm sorry" I cry, weeping into his shoulder.
