Who walk in darkness never find

The peace to calm their heart or mind;

Who pray, read, work, dig, never thinking

Surplus probing causes plunging, sinking.

‘Tis good indeed to mine within

To excavate for sheltered sin,

But better still to surrender all

That brings about this mercurial fall

To leap, believing the net’s below,

With faith expanding beyond the known.

It is that particle in one’s soul—

Trustworthiness that makes us whole:

To share with all, not retain alone.

Vicki Hill, Espiritu, NM, October,  2014