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