Trust is a precious thing,
A vision in the mind.
It's something that can't be bought,
Or easily confined.
It's fragile like a petal,
On an ever-blooming flower.
Yet it's strong enough to weather,
All the storms of life's great power.
It's a balm to the soul,
On a bed of thorns and pain.
It's a light that guides us home,
Through life's rough terrain.
It's a bond that binds us,
In a web of loving care.
It's a gift bestowed upon us,
That we must learn to share.
It's the sun that shines upon us,
On a day that's bleak and grey.
It's the star that guides us forward,
To a brighter, better way.
So trust your heart and soul,
And let your fears subside.
For trust is the key to living,
And having life in abundance thrive.
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